This is a song about "Tax money"

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them

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

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

We so famous we don't pay stamp tax/

Always stressed about something whether it be the tax rate

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

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

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

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

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Fuck the tax rates! they've challenged my patience!

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

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them