This is a song about "Call of duty gunfight"

She likes the way it hits her lips

Sick of stressin, wantin to call it quits

Off of the topic, call me the prospect.

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

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,

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

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

Call of duty is what keeps you from being deceased

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep

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

It kind of feels like middle school again when they call