It’s not easy to make Bin Laden the centerpiece of a song about sex. Do they manage it here?
It’s not a terrible song, but it isn’t great by a long stretch. Following the recounting of an unusual sexual request being fulfilled, the song makes a few unusual lyrical choices. For example:
The President called, he said “congratulations Connor”
I said “Mr. President, to what do I owe this honor?”
He said “come give me the deets in the White House garden
I gots to know how you fucked her like weFucked Bin Laden”