Pull up to my house and I'm payin' my f*ckin' taxes
Jump in the fire, now I'm turnin' it into ashes
My music really be speakin' to what the trash is
My music peak, that's not what the fact is
Taxes, taxes, government, blah, blah, blah
Grown up stuff, bitch, blah, blah, blah
Just smacked myself with a keyboard
Just went and bought a f*ckin' keyboard
Just went and aced a f*ckin' keyboard
Just went and killed my f*ckin' beatboard
But I don't care, this shit's so rare
I ate a pear
Yeah, yeah
Hey
All your money, it goes to the taxman
My music straight as it facts, man
Yuno Miles, that's not what the facts meant
Only thing I'm doin' is payin' tax, man
Lil' PP is on the track
And yeah I'm back
I went and gave this bitch a smack
Oh, yeah
Bye-bye,
See ya