This is a song about "Call of di"

Call me the king of crapping, and take a bow

Look over your shoulder, i am a man now

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

You can call me a prison, cuz i got lots of bars

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

They call me the god of night and the king of days

Dude your bad at call of duty ghost

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

Shoot up call of duty yea im playin zombies

Off of the topic, call me the prospect.

The blacks kill blacks for a crack of respect