This is a song about "Playing guitar"

Laying it down playing ma sound

He just throws it around

And everybody grieves, but still nobody seesrecollect your thoughts don't get caught up in the mix

My flow is so sick toxic i vomit, ima puppet master pulling strings with no guitar picks

Finish line with the tire marks

Four more tarts playing harps

Playing basketball everyday.triple double!

Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible

Cause you got your dream too, whether it be in a race car or playing guitar/

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Y you bitches think that im still playing,

Who dat, who dat? i got them saying

I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star

I can play binary search better than guitar