This is a song about "Cost"

This shit cost money and i'm always fucking broke,

And i be good til the fat woman sing a note

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

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

Of course this course comes at a cost, you of all

I also have a cutie to call

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

The only difference is it comes back, full effect

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

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

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

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

Hire to get your head tossed, but that cost,

From the time that you stole my heart

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them

Like the credit crunch its just a cost illusion