This is a song about "Hit tax"

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

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

Now war missiles hand guns and grenades

So i get higher than my tax rates

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

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Spit shit quick its a hit

Saying they this and that

Mastermind jenks back with another hit

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

Always stressed about something whether it be the tax rate

Me and my homies, kick it like everyday

No more forcing prison on the tax payers, the rest pay,

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

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus