This is a song about "Z scores"

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,

Rockin dragon ball z short sets

A coward dies a thousand deaths

I wish i could take a flight to the afghans just to settle scores

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers

I said i'm hurting her

And those scores don't matter.

Or, if you prefer, d n k r o z

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free