This is a song about "Play with toys"

We come through throbbing like thunder storms

Or tryna play around with bubbles and forks

But you should know gats are nothing play with

Damn skippy, a nigga getting bitches

Don't mess with the big boys, you nothing less than pig toys

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

No congressional reppers, no respectable rappers

They play with antlers as if it's okay to forget manners

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

As we all play twister with each other...

On an everyday basis, play with racist hate, and blacks offend,

Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed

I'll play with words and blow you away

She will never get by, no how no way

Is when we play fight with the pillows

We love for a while then a light goes