This is a song about "Cost"

But tupac got shot and cost my dad more than a dime

I’ll forever move any cat they admire mine

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

Slash your throat into tomato sauce, you'll pay the cost,

So i'm going to need some help, on this next part

Sometimes wonder yeah yeah what was the cost

Rolex on my wrist cost me 12 chickens

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part

People will follow me in the masses i am a boss now the real cost

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

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

The real cost is being lost heartless frost in my fuckin playscape no escape

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

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

I got a cache of raps that say this,i've just been building for years