This is a song about "Cost"

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

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

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

You know i've been told many times that when i rhyme i'm misusing these words,

A lion in form, matt leinart when firing the ball

Of course this course comes at a cost, you of all

I'm trend-setting, despite of an awful debut

My prints all across you but this surely will cost you

The real cost is being lost heartless frost in my fuckin playscape no escape

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

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

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

Like the credit crunch its just a cost illusion

Hire to get your head tossed, but that cost,

A mother’s son dead, was killed by some kids popped