This is a song about "Call of duty"

Hey hey, you got me feeling like the greatest

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

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

They call me the god of night and the king of days

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

He was my brother to, playing call of duty with him at night way past two,

And the v12, that's on various trips

Sick of stressin, wantin to call it quits

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

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

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

You can call me the daddy of miami

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

In this world of life i call poker,

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

Your ho be on my penis, she check my french, bitch