This is a song about "Call of duty blackops2"

Sick of stressin, wantin to call it quits

You can hear it in my lyrics

Call of duty is what keeps you from being deceased

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

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

She called me fantastic, i called her a fat bitch

It ain't hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

It kind of feels like middle school again when they call

But this card i'm trickin' with got no limit right

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

The ice ain't really nothing to her

In this world of life i call poker,

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

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

Dude your bad at call of duty ghost

And my regime includes east coast