This is a song about "Voting rights indict poll tax"

You get paid less than my income tax,

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

Have you ever heard of the motherfucking civil rights,

Tell the truth, i ain’t gon’ lie, i got so many rides

Collabs i write are "dope" to me, even though there's no points,

The mission, fight for my rights like the beastie boys,

Mad some mistakes by voting u

I gotta tell you that my love is true

A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state

Always stressed about something whether it be the tax rate

A few rights restricted you won't miss these

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

Rather than buy our songs, they busy cheering the stars

So they quit voting me, so i say fuck cyphers and props,

Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks

And they're robbing our money for tax