This is a song about "Cod advanced warfare"

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well

Warfare and religion seem to run parallel,

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

Come equipped for warfare, digest the pain,

Calling niggas really knowing they dont give a hell

I find it kind of unfair that my niggas still in warfare

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

It's a fact, i'm advanced, leave you down and collapsed

U play cod n' hold the controller sideways as ur banging the guns

Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions

His ass, get this straight: it's a fact, he too advanced

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

They are probably palying cod

That's how i got the weed spot

It's that crack, give you something to sell

Almost got us caught up in gang fuckin warfare,