This is a song about "Battlefield bad company"

Jodi reads while michael and i play on line battlefield dude.

And i have forsaken my marriage, now she gon take me for loot

We never tattle, let god handle that

Like heisenberg, now we're breaking bad,

When company turns to memory due to jealousy

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

To the point of leaving battlefield barren like repeated droughts

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

When a company checks me out when i'm out on vacation/

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Spit it like i get it from the bible for your survival

Company started to fall down that was so damn facial.

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

That it's over, you'll go through wars at a battlefield