This is a song about "Players twist"

Sup players, thanks for all the support,

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord

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

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Its a conflicting twist

To be honest, im modest

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

Call 'em dumb players who are not sprayers

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Two players rockin silk blazers and diamonds like glaciers

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Just trying to go somewhere and play with europe players.