This is a song about "Jesse playing the machines"

Taking hostages and playing some negotiation with the police

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains

With patients playing, payday for the day gains

Your buddies playing drop the soap.

This be the realest shit i ever wrote

You wonda why they call u bitch

On the mic playing quidditch and cribbage

Like playing a match without the captain of the team

Cheated on light skin dominique when we was seventeen

Spendin money on machines,

And she throws up whatever she eats

Wale got skills, man my nigga i’m will smith

Got the musician in my palace playing brasses,