This is a song about "Credit"

And never let up, look how i just crept up without applause

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

His name is eminem, i would have to credit him

Damn, i'm just waiting for my life to begin

I'm not a credit card when im finished you use vengeance , im not care-less or a guy whos senseless

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

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

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

Because there ain't no coming back from that

While guys were wastin time credit

Unlimited credit

Lease on the whip

Like the credit crunch its just a cost illusion

And it rules everything around them

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

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