This is a song about "Premium rate"

Blood pressure climbs at a dramatic rate

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

The ones who dont even love them, are in it to rate

A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state

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

I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we wait

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

But it was at another rate

Spit to the premium hear it, and every minute's the limit,

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

She payed me at a steady rate,

We both teenagers with the same mind state

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

I have risen the rate of mortality.