This is a song about "Cost"

If you thought it, it better be what you want

Sometimes wonder yeah yeah what was the cost

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

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

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

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

Monster unleashed from the gate no matter what the cost

But shit, let me explain- it's because times been hard

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

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though

My polo cost ends, and bitch i'm dolo, fuck friends, so all who dont know

Guess i'll meet her right back at start

Sadly someone i knew payed cost

Plain ignored, gave your cost as a raise to all, hay was made, face and jaw

Zig zaggin' through the freeway: race me nigga!in a high speed chase with the law