This is a song about "I ain t playing"

Niggas buy ringers can't pay their bill though

I was in my room hotel playing halo

I must go like fly route

Cause i ain't playing around

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

Shit, we don't believe none of them

And i ain't playing around i fuckin came to take a puff

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

Then i vomit on your t shirt like it's mom's spaghetti

You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty

But i’m tryna address issues, i ain’t playing games,

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

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

If god doesn`t exist then who do i pray to

'cuz they don’t smile or smell like you