This is a song about "Blak ops"

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

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

Im beating this fool like battle field to black ops

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

Doobies roll your booty ho alexis know the truthy, bro

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

And mine somewhere bout mars

Killed her like i'm special ops/

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

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

Crack dealers and converts at concerts going black ops.