This is a song about "W 2 taxes"

Probably die getting some head

I just want to be on my w-double e-d,

This is just the w-double e-d, speaking through me,

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

You dudes 2 weak 2 speak learn sign language

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Cause i'm tearing through you (w)rappers like children on christmas morning

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

Never know how it feels to pay taxes, just smoke grasses

I'm everything that they call nice

I pay taxes, pay dues, pay bills my whole life

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

What if i don't pay taxes and buy a gun illegaly in a different section

Malignant, belligerent, believe me i'm living this

Got to pay our taxes, we're in debt? i'll just send lobbyists,