This is a song about "Can t tax me"

Spit on em and say "fuck that wicked tax"

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

They say tvd can´t rap but they are handicapped,

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Fuck the tax rates! they've challenged my patience!

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

A, b-s-t-r-a-c-t, come in smokin' green, talk about a stupid question, you feelin' me?

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for