This is a song about "Cheap rappers"

Dressed in black,selling to kids cheap crack

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

Pack a bad bitch then i pass it to my nigga meek

Making money and living it swell just isnt cheap

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Your bars were cheap and far from neat

Sherm-sticks, rollin' blunts, smokin' up, and dope is cheap,

She too bad to pass, so fine i'm gon' speak

And drinking cheap beer with no buzz, out of old cups

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

The concept is so absurd

No a/c cheap car to do work

Yours smells weak, and looks cheap

I’m way harder than the concrete

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

Nothing but downhill, now life's a little cheap