This is a song about "Being a player"

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

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

A player getting played at his own game

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

Or was i just a desolate being

And getting money is the song i sing

// [everybody wants you, player]

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

I thought i recognized her

Too afraid of being a loser

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

// [everybody wants you, player]