This is a song about "Credit report score"

I get her once i bet you keep coming back for more

So bring all your whores, let me tell them the score

Nothin i want more, than to settle down and even the score.

Searching for fortune and famethe one thing we all adore

Or something that you paid for

Kick open the door and settle the score

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

You won't get stereotyped in life i'm worth more, top score

Will i make it in time? will i even the score?

We used a andy warhol to paint the decor

Apologetic forget it give credit

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

Mischief youth spent bored trying to score

Then the world ain't no trick no more

No nosey nelly gon report me to the papers

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years