This is a song about "The price"

The price is right, i write this tight, the mics will fight, i'll watch the throne,

Though surrounded by an entourage, i feel like i'm alone

Mark it, raise the price an charge it

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

And the man knew her services carried a price

She don't really care about anyone advice

Now i'm the last one,i got a price on my head

Sad but its true, but i ain't on ya level yet

If u asked for the price for my soul its not for sell

I gotta make it even if heaven or hell

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

Frequently taking lives cause they not taking advice

With every sacrifice comes a price

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive

Then you gotta pay the price

Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice