This is a song about "Plays"

And before the sun came up, he was gone

And then the box plays my favorite b.o.b. song,

And any connotation is viewed many ways

You thought yourself the puppeteer, making all these plays!

Readily she plays my skin flute, heavenly melody

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

Still hittin plays, thinkin bout the billion

And when the game tests you a true writer plays

Fire starter put me anywhere i just blaze

I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait

He told me he plays pretend for our own sake