This is a song about "Ea tax"

Dopeboyz hatin' but them faggots is a lotta talk

And ask to see his tax records, they'll make you bound to walk,

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

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

Cause i show fur, no bikini wax

State this here, you're facing a tax

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

You get paid less than my income tax,

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Our leaders all get wrapped up in wire-tapping tax scandals,

They don't care bout the economy as long as they benefit from the tax collection!

She showed me affection like a drug dealer using her pocket for my protection

They mastered legalized theft, they call it income tax

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

They don't vote, then i change the tax laws, like "fuck it then",

Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why i care again