This is a song about "Call of duty advance warfare"

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

Advance your skill, take your rhyme steroid pill,

This shit is a different type of warfare

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

My advice advance in the shit you write,

Parallel on the other side

Call of duty is what keeps you from being deceased

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

The l in his hand to yell in advance

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls that you offer them ones but they ain't let you

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

Dude your bad at call of duty ghost

Is a space that now you hold