This is a song about "Black ops two"

Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though

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

And i've been thinking bout you

Cho cho, i choose you two

I can't turn back

Top dropped down, black on black

Puttin two and two together

The ice ain't really nothing to her

So its time for verse two

No soup for you

I promise i'mma call you back

While i freakin' spit black

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

A women with two black eyes, i told you everything twice

New grove, still bitches don't know this a flaw

Got two black eyes and a broken jaw