This is a song about "Call of duty gamer rage"

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,

Off of the topic, call me the prospect.

But i'm feelin' my dancei had one pill left

Mighty god of lightning, some call me zeus

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

What came over me next was a fit of rage.

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

Sick of stressin, wantin to call it quits

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Mixed with pain, anger, and hateful rage, the essence of youth,

Why you tryin to read me if you see there isnt any issues

That’s my call of duty

Nothin sweet when i attend, see