This is a song about "Income tax"

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

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

I slumped, in my chair and my grades

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

What you think i flow for? y'all niggas is old dog

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

We parents are low-income, and i'm white, so no scholarships,

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

We so famous we don't pay stamp tax/

We getting money, you can face the facts

Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate

Always stressed about something whether it be the tax rate

Spit on em and say "fuck that wicked tax"

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats