This is a song about "Tax money"

Lookin' out, retarded kids screamin' out fuck slob, jesus

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

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

Always stressed about something whether it be the tax rate

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!

Let me rideuntil i get free

How to get my rent money

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

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

Money bring pain,money bring gain

Barbed wire got a barricade on your destiny

Don't sacrifice your morals for money

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

Money come and money go still money problems addin up