This is a song about "Call of duty ghosts"

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

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

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

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

Through the walls these ghosts drown

Ima slow it down, down, down

Rapping that gabbage, attracting maggots

Sick of stressin, wantin to call it quits

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

That’s my call of duty

Call of duty is what keeps you from being deceased

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east