This is a song about "Wills trusts estate tax medicaid guardianship"

And they're robbing our money for tax

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

My parents can't afford health, we make too much for medicaid,

I think i'm koko b. ware, you just a bird babe

We'd have you fallin' and now you scrapin' from that kemba shake

I was born in grimsby on the nunsthorpe estate

New racist, too vacant, mutations, natural selection

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

We all dream one day we kings and queens

It's the estate dream, written in our genes

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes

So i get higher than my tax rates

And get them subsidized by medicaid, so they live in a cage,

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change