This is a song about "Capital gains tax"

They mastered legalized theft, they call it income tax

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

You fake niggas like great and randy u go unnoticed like the capital of

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

Maybe im overreacting count up my gains then subtract em,

"what are these wealthy tax breaks that you all are asking of?"

And if my record never break, i still won’t break my promise

Win the grand national, i'll get some capital,

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps

State this here, you're facing a tax

The crime game? bully for no gains, you the only one, to show pain,

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

But if you're a millionaire, fuck tax rates, a higher section,

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win