This is a song about "Getting played hard"

He played, helped, enjoyed. she played, felt destroyed.

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Forgetting the seasonslames not in my lane

A player getting played at his own game

Should've played quarterack fo the chiefs

I'm why baby mommas leave

You shook my world and it felt apart

Your getting parred, lyricly flopped hard

Get played on more than your neighbourhood park

Dear lord come save me, the devil's working hard

Your bitch only like you cause she thinks you getting paid

Saw a bad bitch took her home and we fore played

Even today whenever a tune is played

We blow jars of the dank, like bob marley was wake

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

You're chained to the ways of these twisted drug games you've played