This is a song about "Fiscal policies"

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

But now that's forced to bow down to capitalist policies,

Talk about terminologies his ways bring qualities and policies,

Yeah you laughing my nigga but everything ain't what it seems

I’m trying to spit y’all some history, the government policies,

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

And all women who had light features, see

Than presidential policies follow me?