This is a song about "Credit"

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

His name is eminem, i would have to credit him

N-i-c in rikers island, downstateall the peoples i met along the way

But yall won't give me credit, like you have a lot of debts to pay

While syd is telling me that she's been getting intimate with men

But i treat hoes like credit collecters when they call i don't answer em

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

Apologetic forget it give credit

Death is the credit to terrorists / severing heads of degenerates

It's not rape if she liked it / she got excited when i slapped her nice tits

My metaphors, will surprise u like free credit score

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Even get it but forget it i do this shit for college credit and when i get my

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

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

I'm everything that they call nice