This is a song about "Call of dutu"

You can call me the daddy of miami

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Call me the king of crapping, and take a bow

And at best all they do is distract me but now

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

And, uh, i don’t know what keeps me alive, shit

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

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

Call me maeby fünke, making movies out of daydreams

To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

In this world of life i call poker,

So check the verse miss. i ain't say i'm perfect

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