Player hate.

Pass the goblet, got to set this shit straight.

Players are slags minus their assurance

the differential is just 'man-hood' insurance

only able to relate to 'bitches', thats called transference

players play the game only thing thats real is their disappearance.

"I'm a man"

"Man, shut the fuck up."

Needed want.

Walking with purpose because the wants a need, right

while talking those lonely nights

he's at work and your just a pitiful sight

blaming any excuse for constantly turning on those lights.

Your conviction on others is lost as you besmirch the cost

an open eyed price as your ever-light purse is tossed.