This is a song about "Rinog starr"

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

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

September 2nd will go down in history

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Obie trice, pour out a lil' liquor nigga

Stomp and stamp through your city like godzilla

I done seen a nigga rise, watch you niggas dick ride

My sleight of hand is flying so bright with all spice i'd call it lite

No, just put us on death row

//here we go, make history, yo

Damn, i'm just waiting for my life to begin

His name is eminem, i would have to credit him

And they're robbing our money for tax

I drop the cash, pop bands then pop tags