This is a song about "1st player"

Cause they fear me in physical form

In front of your mom your 1st, 2nd and 3rd born.

It’s a fucking celebration, bitches

This rap is like a 1st grader wrote this

I been trying to show you somethin, got a different approach

Im not the player anymore im turning into the coach

Your body's saying things i ain't never heard

It's my 1st time but you know im bouta in work

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast

Yeah u a player, that don't hit the field

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

// [everybody wants you, player]

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

It's okay to hate the game long as you not player hating

Put my plight in the verse, i bring ‘em closer to mine

Star player no benchtime, minutes played sublime.