This is a song about "Can t play footbll"

Ok you think a nigga shallow

Thinks they can play in my m-o

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

Is that sweat coming of your brow, think you can play with the guns click clack blow

Before a nigga finish put in the work

We can play pretend that love's a verb

I tell her it's my house, give her a tour

I can no longer play stupid or be immature

Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day

Try anyway you can cry or you can play

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

Would of had a beat so i can play it