This is a song about "Can t tax me"

The one who can´t even show a real smile

I never smiled as a juvenile

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

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

Like a chick who can t cum if you cant write hot bars then rent one

And movin' you moanin', music on the counter in the kitchen

Vomited on this teacher's t shirt, he asked me to leave

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

I'd done stacked many

No defroster can touch me

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

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

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

Hey zach i know like me. i don,t not like you. you need alone now

I delete they history

Nothing you can say can scare me