This is a song about "Cost"

Oh don't reply you already cost me

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

Simply unable to afford four little pills that cost only a few dollars

Its either a bless or a curse, i cleanse the weak with a breath of my verbs

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

That cost her life when she spotted quartz, blurred lights,

My prints all across you but this surely will cost you

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through

So don't cross 'cause it'll cost

And by the way i'mma start

Make it in this game/ pay my dues ill make it at any cost

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

Jesus paid the cost no i'm not ashamed, i came to proclaim god's name; he

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

So pay the cost to be the boss or pay the don respect

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went