This is a song about "Playing with me"

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Pianist playing with locked keys, calling me cocky

Cause its not a game when you playing with elites

We all dream one day we be kings and queens

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

Realest nigga told you that, chloe love me more than rap

Like a kid with parkinson's playing jenga the way i block it

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Girls always playing games with emotions

Jay stop playing with me, i drop bombs i don't plea, i got a mind to be,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Even had me losing sleep, nah i'm merely playing