This is a song about "Wannabe player"

I just wannabe an inspiration, i want to be known as a rapper of the new generation,

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

But five years from now i bet she see

Try me, battle me. crybaby, wannabe.

A player getting played in this love game

Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

// [everybody wants you, player]

But screw the fake player-haters, their pain, anger, and rage,

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

And my kick game beyond crazy

Spazzin out on these player like adhd

But i got two platinum artists, at the same damn time

Star player no benchtime, minutes played sublime.

I'm like a baseball player, spitting's second nature,

I'd rather you tell me to hit you later