You walked into the room like you owned the whole scene With a red tie swinging and a spray-tan sheen You had gold-plated cufflinks and a MAGA hat Talkin’ ‘bout ratings and your latest spat (1/8)

You walked into the room like you owned the whole scene With a red tie swinging and a spray-tan sheen You had gold-plated cufflinks and a MAGA hat Talkin’ ‘bout ratings and your latest spat (1/8)

You had a steak named after you, a plane with your face You said “I alone can fix this place” But every time you tweet, it’s a fever dream Covfefe echoes through the mainstream (2/8)

You're so weird You probably think this song is about you You're so weird You build a wall in every meal Don’t you? Don’t you? (3/8)

You said windmills cause cancer, and bleach might cure You stared at the eclipse, eyes wide and pure You called Taylor Swift “not hot” on a whim Then wished her well—your mood swings grim (4/8)

You revoked protection, signed wild decrees Told the Fed Chair “You’re fired,” just to tease You love a rally, love a feud, love a stage But facts and nuance? Not your gauge (5/8)

You're so weird You probably think this song is about you You're so weird You’d trademark Mount Rushmore if you can Wouldn’t you? Wouldn’t you? (6/8)

You once said “I’m the chosen one,” Then posed with a Bible in the sun You called your bill “big and beautiful,” But no one knew what it was for... (7/8)

You're so weird You probably think the world’s your TV show You're so weird You rate hurricanes by how they blow Don’t you? Don’t you? (8/8)

I sense a filk in that... "You're so weird You probably think this song is about you..."