This is a song about "Jefferson price"

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

I don't think it will work out; school just ain't my thing for the price

Because i see right through your disguise

With every sacrifice comes a price

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

Just know the price you have to pay

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

How much is enough for you, if only you control the price

I run the summer, don't plan on sharing prize

If you try to squirm you’ll pay the price

If i die before i wake

With his blood, the price was paid.

Them haters wishing they could see my demise

And the man knew her services carried a price

Who see a prize to pay a price of exchanging advice

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise