This is a song about "Black ops 2 zombies"

She was wet off the bat

We kung-fu that jack black/

Crack dealers and converts at concerts going black ops.

Rather than buy our songs, they busy cheering the stars

You cant even handle 2 bars

When bret hart meet brett farve

The best part is the horror house, with zombies on the ground,

Wrap around 'til they hit the ground and they hear a sound

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

Im beating this fool like battle field to black ops

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

The one eyed cyclops, from the hip hop black ops, ready or not i cant stop.

If i went ops then evil wins this war neither killing more blood sheds a flow at

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that