This is a song about "Tax money"

And her mind is amazing, different kind of connection

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

I fucks with her the long way she don't really wanna' stay

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

Music is money, money isn't music

I’m blessed it, cross-sign baptism west shit

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

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again

Money bring pain,money bring gain

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

Don't sacrifice your morals for money

Almost lost my life to the industry

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

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

State this here, you're facing a tax

Check my bank account, got racks on racks