This is a song about "Player s"

The saxophone player and the little kid flowin',

Only concern was the home that was close to him

But screw the fake player-haters, their pain, anger, and rage,

Girls wanna have fun, and a nigga with some change

// [everybody wants you, player]

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

Shout outs to my philly hoes, told her drop that eagle low

Are you really a player? you claim 'slayer rides rhino

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

I'm not a team player though, just a kid wit dre beats

Star player no benchtime, minutes played sublime.

Cause hype gets you rick mirer'd every single time

Every playa's got a hater, but y'all should hate the game not the player.

They trying to be the greatest, their whole signing was a favor

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,