This is a song about "Call of dut"

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

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

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

And my regime includes east coast

Dude your bad at call of duty ghost

Call me the king of crapping, and take a bow

And at best all they do is distract me but now

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

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

Sick of stressin, wantin to call it quits

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Call of duty is what keeps you from being deceased

Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep