This is a song about "Credit report score"

No more, oh boy, goddamn did he score

Ima go until my arm's sore

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

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

I've become immune to you no name haters

No nosey nelly gon report me to the papers

Secret society all we ask is trust

Look at my report card, it is apparent

Gorillas at the door fiends sleeping on the floor

But please you are higher up in these score.

Never even seen an 'f' slashed on my report card.

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart

Most delectable skin, bare marks of heat, excitement, its a score

And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before