This is a song about "Call of dutyy"

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

You can call me a prison, cuz i got lots of bars

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

You can call me the daddy of miami

Off of the topic, call me the prospect.

Digital ten, shit get critical friend

But you died of cancer. sometimes i call you, hoping you'll answer.

I guess i got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper

That’s my call of duty

What them tippers don't see

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

Your level of slut's off the graph, call you uncharted/

Dude your bad at call of duty ghost

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most