This is a song about "How i got played"

She'll turn out fake, i was being played

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul

First shot missed then he hit, that's how i got this hole.

I never skipped a class, got good grades, and i played it cool,

I'm acting brand new, let me check my schedule

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Burnin up my fever is back, that's how i got ill

Got the whole crowd to jump,that's how i know they're pumped

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

Luchador like i been masked but still remain fly

But i aint got to be like "ay how sick am i?"

But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen

Ya your right, i actually played the assassin

Damn i forgot how much money he got

I diddy bop and make them titties pop