This is a song about "Retail credit cards"

While guys were wastin time credit

And i'm still high, so i'm tryna dip

Post cards and my letters

Talking of the gods you serve

Like a deck of of fricken pokemon cards

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

Here, i got your mom some wal-mart gift cards,

Unlimited credit

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit

Ads played through him like cards in a deck

That i just haven't came up with a name yet

We sometimes acknowledge the beat as from

Like the credit crunch its just a cost illusion

Retail snappers even is lame

Ain't heard dc since sardines came