This is a song about "Call of dtuy"

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Off of the topic, call me the prospect.

Came out of no where you can call that stealth.

Bitch, don't mess this up for yourself

Call of duty is what keeps you from being deceased

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep

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

Cause either you gonna whine or you climb; i chose the latter

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Call me the bigness i'm in the business of lyrical wizardry

Call me stick the man of a million eyes i'ma pimp

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

It kind of feels like middle school again when they call

Without a second thought, but you got my respect is all

I'm the armor of hip-hop, they call me protection/

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin