This is a song about "Girlfriends a player"

My words are whirlwinds, i murder my girlfriends

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Every playa's got a hater, but y'all should hate the game not the player.

Sublime player of hearts to tha beat

You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep

I'm not a team player though, just a kid wit dre beats

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Star player no benchtime, minutes played sublime.

Fucking two bad bitches, at the same damn time

I'm a baseball player, save ya breath like respirators,

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

// [everybody wants you, player]

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

Cum again, invite 'em if you have any fun friends

And disrespect their women, beat their girlfriends,