Hatred isn't good for your health, Mr. President. Why not take a deep breath and chillax with some Ella?:
You aren't the promised G-d/messiah,
The guy who's gonna bring hopenchange.
You aren't a strong and fearless leader.
Indeed, you've always seemed really strange.
You aren't the sun, the moon,
Heck, you aren't the stars.
Four years back folks all swooned,
Now look at the scars.
And some pray you'll know the pain of losing,
And some say you'll have that moment bestowed
When voters say, "Hey, hit the road!"