This is a song about "Poll tax"

We so famous we don't pay stamp tax/

Harder to quit, the cigarettes and green bags

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

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

I rather give you my last to see you live again

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

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

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

It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks

You get paid less than my income tax,

And they're robbing our money for tax

Slang from dust to dawn, detectives act like they maniacs

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

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

Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that

So we now we stripped, need a poll for this shit