This is a song about "Nigga playing a violin"

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

You give a lil chuck'll and start playing the name game.

Atlast it become thinner now there starts my violin blazing like a fire

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

This aint no mediocre joker playing poker its a soldier no closure

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

As a stoner with dreadlocks playing league on a desktop

I'm not playing, i might as well be making a bomb

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

My all gold rolly or the

Make you walk like a penguin nigga.

Nestled in my brain, life's a game but i'm not playing

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

Cause its not a game when you playing with elites