This is a song about "Call of durty"

I'm the prototype with a godly protocol

It kind of feels like middle school again when they call

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

Paintin perfect pictures ain't never worked, my misery

Don't fast forward ima serve you some keys

Shoot up call of duty yea im playin zombies

Fat sack of knives in the passenger side, bitch

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

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

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