This is a song about "Call of duty aw"

Is the chick ain't even have brains, dummy like a bitch

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

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

I love my onesand now i put blood on yousnatch money from you

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

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

You is not hip then i can not coach her

In this world of life i call poker,

You can call me the daddy of miami

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

So much for being on duty cops, hah!

Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha