This is a song about "Rate"

Blood pressure climbs at a dramatic rate

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

Something i craved, mocha has got me jumping, like the birth rate.

I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we wait

Always wanted a piece of the pie, now it’s sliced right

Which coincides with the rate i sniffed turning my eyes wide

Always stressed about something whether it be the tax rate

Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

Higher than my absentee rate

God don't care about your failure's rate rather than the success ratio

Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw

Play this shit while you contemplate

But it was at another rate