This is a song about "I played every football for you"

She'll turn out fake, i was being played

Let em marinate, you forever late

Bitch this shit is for every fuckin' kid who never played it cool,

Cause everybody know all of my niggas with me skipped school

You played me for your own benefit

I like to call that a quick flip

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters

Got acres of papers, like i played for the la lakers.

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

And snap your arm, for every time they cause you massive harm,

Rapping for a grip you better hold tight, stoned in every moment cause i smoke, light

But, it's my own kind doin' all the killin' herei can't lie, ain't no love for the other side

Say hello to miss thang, i forgot yo name, she yellow

Not just for new orleans, i do this for every ghetto,

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

You played with my emotions, thinking i wouldn't make it