This is a song about "Call of duty bo2"

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

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

'fore you love you a nigga, try loving your kids

Sick of stressin, wantin to call it quits

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

That’s my call of duty

Always wanted a piece of the pie, now it’s sliced right

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

Roll along and got tipsy then tonight, tommorow you the mystery

Call me the bigness i'm in the business of lyrical wizardry

That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours

You can call me a prison, cuz i got lots of bars

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

Your level of slut's off the graph, call you uncharted/