This is a song about "Call of duth"

But you died of cancer. sometimes i call you, hoping you'll answer.

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

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

Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come

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

Came out of no where you can call that stealth.

I’m callin’ on you ’cause i can’t do it myself

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

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

Dude your bad at call of duty ghost