This is a song about "Playing horse and scatergories"

Stealin' phones to call home but the line is off the hook

My suppressor on tight, and bitch im playing rob 'n' hood

Playing tag, touch and go in the night is that

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

You give a lil chuck'll and start playing the name game.

Cause all i want is change and my niggas they wanted the same

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

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise

I pray to god and stay in squad, playing hard, blazing skies,

Taking hostages and playing some negotiation with the police

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

I used to ride the iron horse, and that was the train,

Don't even know the rules but yet y'all tryin' to play the game