This is a song about "Cost"

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

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

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

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come

Like the credit crunch its just a cost illusion

No gimmick: real time, real heart

Sadly someone i knew payed cost

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

Just remember i'll forever disperse these words, until im dead in a hearse

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

You think your fly as fuck and got the cost to be the boss?

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

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell

They cost me 11 million so get on your knees and treat me well.