This is a song about "Girl playing"

Like john lennon, i'm playing those mind games/

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

Four more tarts playing harps

Finish line with the tire marks

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

I may be rapping, but i'm really role playing

I got these tats all on my arms

Four more tarts playing harps

Aim, shoot, the gun of love, round

Cause i ain't playing around

I say "stay", she wanna leave

Playing christ to these enemies

You can be me with your girl, but she playing son

And last but not least please don't tell no one

And stop playing hide and seek,

What do i really need