This is a song about "Fuck players"

I ride with them boys in the middle of the map

But the ballers and the players, i ain’t living like that,

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

Fuck your prison, fuck your life

Picture me lettin this chump survive

Fuckty fuck fuck, lets rip shit up and fuck,

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

I get gritty on wax like record players- i'm the slayer of that kind

Wolf gang make a white pregnant bitch wan' abort

Sup players, thanks for all the support,

And in my mind's eye i see this place, the players go in fast

Always on the road again, with omega or the band