This is a song about "Piano players"

Singing to a man while they played piano

Friend or foe, niggas still can't tie the lace though

Sup players, thanks for all the support,

Basketball is my favorite sport

Better yet they work my every nerve

Look deep inside my train of thoughts, gold ring players,

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors

Just trying to go somewhere and play with europe players.

So we can stick around for as long as we can so we can enjoy this earth,

Thinkin they true players, but they soft as fuck after the first couple of layers

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

To maintain we must gain the trust of the game players,

I'm at the top pulling the strings like guitar players,

I refuse to be another being on this earth

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

I get gritty on wax like record players- i'm the slayer of that kind