This is a song about "Playing guitar"

That'll do anything that i please

Playing christ to these enemies

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Y you bitches think that im still playing,

Only chicken heads chicken out

Cause i ain't playing around

And i'm not playing around

I've been a pro, but now i'm profound

You haters put up your guards

Four more tarts playing harps

Spun guitar strings, wrapped around your neck

Sunroof flow so over your head

Girls always playing games with emotions

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things