This is a song about "Prize"

They getting nice, they got some ice

And see that she is the real #1 prize

Who see a prize to pay a price of exchanging advice

Cause i get it, no charge, and bbc for the low price

She said to love a bitch is to roll the dice

Winning ain't all i want, his demise is my prize

Killin mother fuckers like as if in the end i get a prize

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Lined hides, a refined prize

I just shake dice

So much for that peace prize fuckin hypocrite

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

But let me thank destiny i'm still alive

He said i'll give you a prize, just name a price.