This is a song about "Call of suty"

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old

Dude your bad at call of duty ghost

Call me the king of crapping, and take a bow

Homie, got the industry watchin' dmv now

Call me maeby fünke, making movies out of daydreams

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

I got something you've been waiting for

In this world of life i call poker,

My talent should take me places i've never been

I'm the armor of hip-hop, they call me protection/

The differences between being queen and being bitch

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

I got the whole damn world on this shoe shit, true shit

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

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

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