This is a song about "Rate"

Always stressed about something whether it be the tax rate

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait

Give me dome, then let me skate

My lyrics will be getting a 100% rate

With the talent of my peers growing at a higher rate

And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait

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

I'm 5'8 (five eight), responsible for increasing crime rate.

I've made calculations, with such a jerkin' rate

He buy the benz where acres and crazy real estate

I'm laughing; you couldn't wait to escape

It wasn't rate, and it wasn't fate,

All do these rate my shit, public criticize

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice