This is a song about "Playing guitar"

Where the thing is amazing

Y you bitches think im playing,

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

We be in the party like we own that bar

I can play binary search better than guitar

These motherfuckers think i'm playing, i ain't playing games,

Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Playing christ to these enemies

Cause i ain't playing around

Don’t know if i’m ‘posed to take you out

I show her off, i stunt with her, we do it sweet, they look bitter

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

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Y you bitches think that im still playing,