“Yeah, I pay taxes, so much taxes, shit don't make sense Where do my dollars go? You see lately, I ain't been convinced I guess they say my dollars supposed to build roads and schools But my niggas barely graduate, they ain't got the tools Maybe 'cause the tax dollars that I make sure I send Get spent hirin' some teachers that don't look like them And the curriculum be tricking them, them dollars I spend Got us learning about the heroes with the whitest of skin One thing about the men that's controlling the pen That write history, they always seem to white-out they sins Maybe we'll never see a black man in the White House again I'll write a check to the IRS, my pockets get slim Damn, do I even have a say 'bout where it's goin'? Some older nigga told me to start votin' I said, democracy is too fuckin' slow If I'm givin' y'all this hard-earned bread, I wanna know Better yet, let me decide, bitch, it's 2018 Let me pick the things I'm funding from an app on my screen Better that than letting wack congressman I've never seen Dictate where my money goes Straight into the palms of some money-hungry company that make guns That circulate the country and then Wind up in my hood, making bloody clothes” https://youtu.be/Fbx-C6IqFJ8?si=jZlzV4CEBdzp6qZo