This is a song about "Can t tax me"

To all the frauds stop faking, relax

You get paid less than my income tax,

Like stealing honey, call me winnie t. pooh

Gotta front me a brick, that ain’t nothin’ to you

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

That's why i never claimed i was the best

Geechi on her, came back: a million chains

So i get higher than my tax rates

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

See 'n agree me on b. b. c or m. t. v.

No defroster can touch me

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free