This is a song about "Playing horse and scatergories"

On the mic playing quidditch and cribbage

Rex ryan on these hoes, jet life forever bitch

Twisted lyrics by these critics, and i'm playing my blues

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

You're playing with fire and it's danger zone

Inhibitions is gone, she just want to be known

Playing tag, touch and go in the night is that

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

Why don’t you fuck off and stick to playing checkers

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

Okay quit playing with the scissors and shit, and cut the crap

My dick hung like a horse

Then it just pours

With your friends and get blazed, talking about bitches, or playing video games

I would always keep a strong pace with a long face thinking of all the song names