This is a song about "Player"

But if you rupture a tendon i bet them feelings change

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

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

The saxophone player and the little kid flowin',

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

But i'm actually passed this, i lost my role as a player in the game when j gone missing.

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

I'm a baseball player, save ya breath like respirators,

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

Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams

I pipe in and one night her

// [everybody wants you, player]

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

// [everybody wants you, player]

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

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show