This is a song about "Nigga don t play with me"

Don't play with me, started off rappin' on the porches,

Together all the timethought it was true love

The cp3 of this rap game, i bet my nigga score

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

Can't smile, take a picture, gotta frown

My son asked me to play, the shopping cart with a clown

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Dont fuck with me nigga im much more appealing

You don;t thin anymore

Army stance, ready for war

Play with your toys, play with your blocks,

Sb nike's, with the grey box

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/

Nigga...this shit is none of ur child's play

Like michael jackson, how you do me this way