This is a song about "Credit score"

Im happy with the score

Kick in the door

Kick open the door and settle the score

And i don’t wanna be a playa no more

You ain't gon find that

Unlimited credit

But i don't got the steak for y'all dishes

No matter what score my atar is

Like the credit crunch its just a cost illusion

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more

But please you are higher up in these score.

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

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store