This is a song about "Call on duty"

You can call bullshit on me if you don't believe

Well, i’m flyin' over, literally, flyin' over cities

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

Dude your bad at call of duty ghost

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Call me up late while im on drugs

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

Twins on deck call em siamese,

Music is my first, but i contemplate divorce

And i just shit all on you i call that dropping logs.

Tryna kill my dreams

Call me on your eighteenth

Call me soulja boy, i turn my swag on

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

Wreck raps on tracks call it homicidal,

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will