This is a song about "Call of dutu"

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

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

In this world of life i call poker,

You know...you know who you are

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

But it might lead to that r2d2, the mobsters creep through

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

But i'mma cut through the line to get outta this bitch

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

That’s my call of duty

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

On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig