This is a song about "Income tax"

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

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

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

When most whites are low-income, and they're seen as rednecks,

We so famous we don't pay stamp tax/

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

Look around, fool, got a wall full of plaques

State this here, you're facing a tax

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

And they're robbing our money for tax

P.s hey, how long will they mourn you? forever and a day

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

Spit on em and say "fuck that wicked tax"

He watched house party, and ate apple jacks

Cocktails, fuckin' toss one in your apartment dog

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