This is a song about "Call of duty vs battlefield hardline"

So much for being on duty cops, hah!

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

Have a mindset of a king, turn everything into a battlefield

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

That’s my call of duty

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Sick of stressin, wantin to call it quits

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

Mighty god of lightning, some call me zeus

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them

Life is battlefield, but i be killing veteran/

But it might lead to that r2d2, the mobsters creep through

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

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

Packin all the blue steel we keeps it real inside the battlefield