This is a song about "Call of duty advanced warf"

We go skate, rape sluts and eat donuts from randy

You can call me the daddy of miami

So much for being on duty cops, hah!

Used to call me the african don dada

Dude your bad at call of duty ghost

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

That’s my call of duty

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Confusion fills like listening to a school teacher advanced

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

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

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

That’s the same block metta world peace learned to play ball

It kind of feels like middle school again when they call