I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue
You're playin call of duty four while i hurl on you
I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds
To the point of leaving battlefield barren like repeated droughts
Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep
Call of duty is what keeps you from being deceased
Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some
Life is battlefield, but i be killing veteran/
Hail mary nigga, run quick see
That’s my call of duty
All of this diversity, dies versus me
And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see
Have a mindset of a king, turn everything into a battlefield
Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed
But, shorty i'm far from a saint
On a battlefield of blood and distaste,
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