This is a song about "Call on duty"

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Wreck raps on tracks call it homicidal,

Got ray bans on call me james bond

The vacancy that sat in my heart

Now i'm living out my dreams

Call me on your eighteenth

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

Call of duty is what keeps you from being deceased

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

You pussies ain't shit but venereal disease

Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha

So much for being on duty cops, hah!

I had to fight back and shit

Money on call for when i need it

Pirelli on my tires, call me 6 bands

I got a green bag with them blue strands