This is a song about "Call of dupty"

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

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

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

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

I can taste the salt from my tears

Came out of no where you can call that stealth.

They ain't hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

It kind of feels like middle school again when they call

In this world of life i call poker,

And there's little to be glad for

Shoot up call of duty yea im playin zombies

I'm everything that they call nice