This is a song about "Capital gains tax"

Always stressed about something whether it be the tax rate

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

#paired like #analogies, i'm earning #capital, you're the #lesser #g, that's all from me

Niggas can't see mei dedicate this to you punk motherfuckers!this one's for you, big baby

I’m from hoover man, high as superman, shit you lois lane

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

If i could do it all again, have just one more chance

And they're robbing our money for tax

If i don't make that man there dance

You get paid less than my income tax,

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

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

Creates this so called obama-care, takin' all the tax payer's money

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Be that day to remember trying to chance their perception

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