This is a song about "Call of duty"

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

New racist, too vacant, mutations, natural selection

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

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

It's my duty to fight for my right's because i'm bright,

Whatever you like, it's whatever tonight

Mighty god of lightning, some call me zeus

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

I take em out their misery, make it harder to breathe

Call me maeby fünke, making movies out of daydreams

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

I'll show you there's a few good left that exist

Call of duty is what keeps you from being deceased

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

Sick of stressin, wantin to call it quits

The youngest of my mother kids