This is a song about "Tax accounting"

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

Always stressed about something whether it be the tax rate

Only her and i knownow i'm sitten' in tha state pen

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

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

They mastered legalized theft, they call it income tax

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

I got a question for ya, little somethin to say

In that pretty red dress, let's dance

State this here, you're facing a tax

And they're robbing our money for tax

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

You get paid less than my income tax,

If i don't make that man there dance

We so famous we don't pay stamp tax/

Check my bank account, got racks on racks