This is a song about "Black ops 2"

This is for my niggas gettin' high on the regular

Livin' with 2 brothers, 2 grandparents and a mother

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Im beating this fool like battle field to black ops

Cause im mean like 2 spirit

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

Livin' with 2 brothers, 2 grandparents and a mother

You cant even handle 2 bars

When bret hart meet brett farve

She likes the way it hits her lips

Divide you in 2 sections

Got 2 vest and 2 techs with extra clips on me

I got plans for you look in the sky baby