This is a song about "Call i d duty"

Like d. lector and g-mo i got a potty mouth

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

You're playin call of duty four while i hurl on you

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew

Two tres on my waist, and i feel like (d)jango, with and without the d/

Everybody watching while you touching real money

He was my brother to, playing call of duty with him at night way past two,

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls that you offer them ones but they ain't let you

Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible

Coz what you call war, i call it minor obstacle

And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy

I pullin out my d, see, i just wanna be free,

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

She know i got the force like a j e d i

My raps thee bomb call me d-con i servin u vermin some venom

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one