What’s that? You weren’t waiting for the Official Donald Trump Jam? Oh no! Don’t close the tab! Let us explain! By “jam” we mean “song, not any sort of mushed secretion of the Trump’s. Oh god we are so sorry.
But honestly, the candidate’s official jam sung by three girls who aren’t quite good enough to get onto Dance Mom’s, is just as unsettling.
It isn’t that the jam is bad, per se, but it does feel like a strip mall fever dream you may never wake up from. Follow me on this one: this song is the performance version of a corndog. You don’t walk away from it feeling awesome.