This is a song about "16 score"

And i don't run counters no more

Im happy with the score

Most delectable skin, bare marks of heat, excitement, its a score

Do he make you feel important than how you felt before

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Your metaphors lack, so for shook souls i etch-a-sketch they score back

Was on my grind cause times were harder than a cellar floor

Will i make it in time? will i even the score?

That i got sexy ladies so back up some more

Hey, why aren't you trying to score with that whore?

But not with a four four, but with more of a score

And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before

We kicked it then i score, soccer game

Wale and we are not the same

I'm in love with your business

No matter what score my atar is