This is a song about "Credit reports"

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

I'm trying to make a profit out of living in this sini'm in the dark getting buzzed, looking for some love

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

I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

A good person just to get credit when you want something

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

So give credit to my lack of ethics as you're dropping your jaws.

Death is the credit to terrorists / severing heads of degenerates

She said that we could switch it up and you can sit where mama sits/

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

Like the credit crunch its just a cost illusion

My metaphors, will surprise u like free credit score

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

His name is eminem, i would have to credit him