This is a song about "Call of duty ghosts"

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

You can call me the daddy of miami

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

Cracking the jokes, laughing, and half are just ghosts,

Champaign by your tub, rose pedals as she walk, you know the floor don't need to see you

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

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

Getting money, duckin' haters, nigga i ain't loafin' bitch

And as for us, we was different though. things have gotten difficult

Letters of ghosts written to better invoke redder than hulk ready in bulk

Now move a little bit to the left

Off of the topic, call me the prospect.

They infiltrate our homes, africa

So much for being on duty cops, hah!