This is a song about "Heart rate"

Always stressed about something whether it be the tax rate

A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state

But it was at another rate

I let her decorate the real estate

I'm pacing back and forth my heart rate is changing

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

I have risen the rate of mortality.

Your heart rate is elevated, so's your blood pressure,

Now you spell iti say young money bitch forever

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

I've made calculations, with such a jerkin' rate