This is a song about "Credit cards"

I got these tats all on my arms

// [you can hold all the cards]

Though, i'll give these rappers some credit

But i remain the good kid

Shards, everything is just a house of manic cards.

Rule had a run, couple movie parts

Half your body laying on my chest

Poker cards get quickly dealt.

She crazy, that stalker shit

While guys were wastin time credit

You haters put up your guards

// [you can hold all the cards]

Gorillas at the door fiends sleeping on the floor

My metaphors, will surprise u like free credit score

Here, i got your mom some wal-mart gift cards,

Lord, you're so pretty, lying in my arms