This is a song about "Call of dutsy"

I'm the armor of hip-hop, they call me protection/

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

Hundred thousand worth of ice on me now

Call me the king of crapping, and take a bow

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.

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

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

I'm trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

Your level of slut's off the graph, call you uncharted/