This is a song about "Cheap sunglasses"

I wonder if it's because all these drugs were so cheap

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

Dressed in black,selling to kids cheap crack

When i was starving now it's payback

Your bars were cheap and far from neat

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Bigots beat 'em, impede 'em, even insult with means so cheap

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Taken risks, while keepin' cheap tricks from gettin on her...

Try to keep your spirits up, lil vodka whatever

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Yours smells weak, and looks cheap

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

These rappers cheap thriften, for a sweet listen

We vegetables, on them record labels

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