This is a song about "Cost"

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

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

My prints all across you but this surely will cost you

Like the credit crunch its just a cost illusion

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

All the young motherfuckers that was took in they prime

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

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

Oh don't reply you already cost me

Got your baby mama sending nude pictures

She shot out his windows that cost him 3 figures

Monster unleashed from the gate no matter what the cost

Dick soft as fuck, but somehow i go hard

Im sensing the scent of a verse, ur cerebellums emitting a tenth of my words

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