This is a song about "Poll tax"

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

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

In that pretty red dress, let's dance

Spit on em and say "fuck that wicked tax"

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

But if you're a millionaire, fuck tax rates, a higher section,

We den turnt it up now it's at the max

We so famous we don't pay stamp tax/

Always stressed about something whether it be the tax rate

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

So i guess that's where i hide my things

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

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

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

Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great

Always stressed about something whether it be the tax rate