This is a song about "Cheap"

Just for my sanity baby right now you need to speak

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

Yeah i know we never got to meet

And chords, hordes sell in fact cheap

Nothing but downhill, now life's a little cheap

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

Lookin for street hoes in search of cheap blows

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Just to match the grind with precision

These rappers cheap thriften, for a sweet listen

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

Your bars were cheap and far from neat

Cheap ass nigga what u gonna do

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

Indubitably i'm too street

Yours smells weak, and looks cheap