This is a song about "Credit reoprts and socres"

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Unlimited credit

Catch us smokin’ that quik trip

But yall won't give me credit, like you have a lot of debts to pay

N-i-c in rikers island, downstateall the peoples i met along the way

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And i got nieces who need me they fathers ain't important

His name is eminem, i would have to credit him

Make the front popand hit the three wheel motion

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

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

As i light one for ill will

And inhospitable,

Social conditioning and

This how i hear it different