This is a song about "Rate impact"

But it was at another rate

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

Oops, i'm so sorry

Rate hazel been with me

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

Higher than my absentee rate

Always stressed about something whether it be the tax rate

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

Cause this album pack enough evil

Her heart rate slows to normal

Brace hard for impact and a new sensation

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

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