This is a song about "Expensive"

My expensive eye invention

What up girl, tell me how you been

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Hindsight, dimes and fame, expensive things/

Heavy doses, hands grippin on expensive sodas

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Releasing excessive content, while realizing how expensive this rap project is,

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this

Im colder than guccis burr, my style is more expensive versace fur!

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

You're just mad that i'm like expensive toilet paper

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

Heavy doses, hands grippin on expensive sodas/

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars

Then the most expensive thing i owned was my xbox