This is a song about "This is for the player in you"

This is what i wrote it for, the mixtape i recorded for,

I still got your letters laying in my dresser drawer

But i'm actually passed this, i lost my role as a player in the game when j gone missing.

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

This is the season for noise pollution contamination

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

If you think this rap is weird, it's not made for you.

This is for all you motherfuckers out there,

Years back you believed that the world was fair

But this is something that you just can't brace for

Need i say more out in singapore

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

No air for you, the only way your living is cuz im breathing in your lungs!

A player getting played in this love game

Time after time, again and again