This is a song about "Cost"

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

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

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

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

I ain't a drinker, i'm a thinker, call it what you want

Make it in this game/ pay my dues ill make it at any cost

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

My shoes cost a fortune paintin these pictures like norman

A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line

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

Tell me anything you want

Sadly someone i knew payed cost

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

Calling niggas really knowing they dont give a hell

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