This is a song about "Black ops 2"

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Crack dealers and converts at concerts going black ops.

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

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

At times i look in the mirror to boost my fucking ego

Maskin up to bag this up- getting that black ops dough

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

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

Killed her like i'm special ops/

Y’all niggas ain’t no stars

That moschino shit is so back

The villian’s back and venom black

Got 2 vest and 2 techs with extra clips on me

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby