This is a song about "Credit"

Gucci & nike, that’s what i call an option

His name is eminem, i would have to credit him

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

I don't rap to get the women or respected, fuck the credit.

But i treat hoes like credit collecters when they call i don't answer em

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

You gotta have cash if you credit the visa,

25 on the bear hoodie, go and tell peta

My metaphors, will surprise u like free credit score

That fire flow the finest women i adore

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

So give credit to my lack of ethics as you're dropping your jaws.

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Even get it but forget it i do this shit for college credit and when i get my