This is a song about "Controlla economics price control"

But now i’m at the age where i can understand the price

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

Women at my pole

I always stay in control

Realizing the price

Inferior, but i'm nice

Look out below, there is no inventory control

The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll

And i refuse to camoflauge with other guys

My rhymes pre-cise, i'm too much for you, like weed's price.

Timmy got his bike stole

He thinks that he can control

And you ask twitter why you getting fake guys

They say even the most stubborn of men have a price

I’m waking up the whole game, maintaining control,

Give me a sign, tell me how you wanna roll