This is a song about "Bitches playing"

Your buddies playing drop the soap.

Then later we can elope

Playing christ to these enemies

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

Are we playing poker, what is your emotion,

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

Playing with my heart, saying

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

Playing this game like it's preschool free time

Guess that means you can never be mine

You haters put up your guards

Four more tarts playing harps

Y you bitches think that im still playing,

Who dat, who dat? i got them saying

Even had me losing sleep, nah i'm merely playing

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing