This is a song about "Call of dooty"

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

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

Sticking to the streets like convertible oil leaks

Call me maeby fünke, making movies out of daydreams

"contemplate", i wrote about her

In this world of life i call poker,

That’s my call of duty

They say nothings ever free

Y'all the truth, got a connection with you all

It kind of feels like middle school again when they call

I guess i got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper

But you died of cancer. sometimes i call you, hoping you'll answer.

Dude your bad at call of duty ghost

I say that the pool is closed

Always keep a rubber, word to telly in kids

Sick of stressin, wantin to call it quits