This is a song about "Cost"

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

If you ready then i'm ready go, hear this on my radio

Fuck that now trying get the money

"could of cost your life b"

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

Still selling boy and girl, at the same damn time

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

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

Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark

Monster unleashed from the gate no matter what the cost

Cause i, am feeling this deep down in my heart

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

The vacancy that sat in my heart

Sometimes wonder yeah yeah what was the cost