This is a song about "Card"

I need my face on a black card

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

Know give me a head start

Flo flo flow bad that's my card

While she blame mesecrets in tha dark

Chancellor? what the fuck is this card?

Let me breathe hard like it was hard

I know my calling's worth like phone card

Postmark on the card, can't pay the fee

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

But we save the card, the charred cold existence

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

Postmark on the card, can't pay the fee

And i got a little big, keep it low key