This is a song about "Playing cards"

Stopped runnin from my demons, now we play cards and shit

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

Lord, you're so pretty, lying in my arms

Here, i got your mom some wal-mart gift cards,

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

You're dealt a random hand in life, you don't control the cards

You haters put up your guards

// [you can hold all the cards]

Playing around. i'm the one playing the power, the strength ain't bigger.

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Girls always playing games with emotions

Summertime in the city

I played the cards that you dealt me

Poker cards get quickly dealt.

Your new man got my respect