This is a song about "Price ranges"

See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice

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

I battle your weak-ass for any fucking price,

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

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

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

And power means a price

Right flows down and they might go nice

And you ask twitter why you getting fake guys

And the man knew her services carried a 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

Commin out, tryna bounce, fisher price

You heard the price, on my neck herds of ice

Then you gotta pay the price

Before we see it's hard to live