This is a song about "Stop tryna play me"

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

Or tryna play around with bubbles and forks

They say nothings ever free

They tryna see the end of me

And nobody gon' ever stop me"

We came.. way too far pretty baby

So stop tryna be slim you will never be him acting all

But when you need a friend you can depend on me, call

I'm on i-80 though with my baby

Tryna put her chin to me

Sometimes i think, what i need

Momma caught me tryna sell some weed

You're influence led to me choosin to play

Then some lady named billie holiday