This is a song about "Ball player"

Sublime player of hearts to tha beat

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

You an amateur, they wanna pro to call

I salute you like cinderella at the ball.

I'm a baseball player, save ya breath like respirators,

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

A player getting played at his own game

Wolf gang, kill em' all

Schools out, its time to ball.

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

The saxophone player and the little kid flowin',

Every playa's got a hater, but y'all should hate the game not the player.

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Like a jet pilot, professional soccer player, a cop....

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot