This is a song about "Price"

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

See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice

I'm everything that they call nice

I'm official nice, y'all niggas fisher price

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

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice

She's flawless like some uncut ice

Realizing the price

Mark it, raise the price an charge it

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

Now i'm the last one,i got a price on my head

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

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

Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive

But now i’m at the age where i can understand the price