This is a song about "Declan card"

Only feel sorry for crack babies and rape victims

But we save the card, the charred cold existence

Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark

Actually disregard that, here let me trump card

Snitches here don't got no heart

I need my face on a black card

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

No gimmick: real time, real heart

Flo flo flow bad that's my card

I know my calling's worth like phone card

See, involvin' yourself is to be a part

Right this minute, they say i'm buzzing hard

And my bank account look just like a phone card

Dick soft as fuck, but somehow i go hard

Want the title but i'm always fighting under card