This is a song about "Credit card"

Want the title but im always fighting under card

Well in that case, brother, then love her hard

Still sick, real shit

Unlimited credit

My metaphors, will surprise u like free credit score

Grew up in the jungle where it's killers at war

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

I'm feeling like i never want to be apart

Leave all they clothes on, baby this ain't so hard

Homework is hard, postmark on the card

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

Like the credit crunch its just a cost illusion

No credit card... yet i still got late fees

I'm everything that they call nice

Just start writing on a card

Like a small garage in your backyard