This is a song about "Price"

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

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

With his blood, the price was paid.

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

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

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

You only live once, tonight we do it twice

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

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

Tell me how can we live this way

Just know the price you have to pay

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

I battle your weak-ass for any fucking price,

Let's put it on cruise control

Sell my soul, price of coal