This is a song about "Call of du"

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

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

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

I got my du-rag on with my fitted sittin’ on it

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

Cruisin around with four flats all the way to fon du lac,

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

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

That’s my call of duty

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Just lay your head on my shoulder

In this world of life i call poker,