This is a song about "Tax"

They mastered legalized theft, they call it income tax

Look around, fool, got a wall full of plaques

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

Who's next to release? we guillotine them

The arguments are gettin' loud, i wanna stay

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

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

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

The tracks on snack off raps, see stacks from back of my slacks

And they're robbing our money for tax

This nigga, look at this fuckin' nigga lips, dog

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

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

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them

Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags

Spit on em and say "fuck that wicked tax"