This is a song about "Tax accounting"

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

So i get higher than my tax rates

They ain't authentic, tell them i don’t even relate

Always stressed about something whether it be the tax rate

I scream and jump around on couches while you sit and talk

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

She showed me affection like a drug dealer using her pocket for my protection

They don't care bout the economy as long as they benefit from the tax collection!

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

"what are these wealthy tax breaks that you all are asking of?"

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

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

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

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

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