This is a song about "The price"

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice

He rolled the dice and payed the price an evil soul he was not nice

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

You claim you a dog, my nigga, i’m the vet

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well

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

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

Eat your bread and spread the threat that theres a price

Underestimate and the price is so costly

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

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

Just go easy on yourself instead of paying the price."

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

Why i'm living keep a pistol just to keep you alive

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