This is a song about "Call of dudy"

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

Call me maeby fünke, making movies out of daydreams

Sick of stressin, wantin to call it quits

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

But i'mma cut through the line to get outta this bitch

You call it a punch line, i call it ya line of scrimmage.

And any connotation is viewed many ways

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

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Off of the topic, call me the prospect.

You can call me the daddy of miami

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

I'm the king of blades bitch just call me kerrigan

I'll show you there's a few good left that exist

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