This is a song about "Price and demand"

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

And now i hear you put a price on my mother's head?

By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said

Looking like the demand

I'll get to em when i land

And the man knew her services carried a price

You heard the price, on my neck herds of ice

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

Eat your bread and spread the threat that theres a price

My rhymes pre-cise, i'm too much for you, like weed's price.

Never miss these things, see my game precise

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

I demand a refund and my raps make you stunned because you crap