This is a song about "Credit reports"

Ya’ll be highly obliged when i drop my shit

Though, i'll give these rappers some credit

I'm not a credit card when im finished you use vengeance , im not care-less or a guy whos senseless

Never no more will you see me, this is the endcause now i know you've been cheatin, i'm a sucka for love

I'm trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

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

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

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

His name is eminem, i would have to credit him

But she gon' throw it back like a quarterback option

His name is eminem, i would have to credit him

What's you motivation, huh, what's your motivation

My metaphors, will surprise u like free credit score

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

Death is the credit to terrorists / severing heads of degenerates

Ya can't stand it when someone talks shit about ya marijuana hits.