This is a song about "Col of duty"

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

So i guess that's where i hide my things

King of the va, off of those toxins.

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

Beaches of normandy.

Hey, must be the money

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

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

He was my brother to, playing call of duty with him at night way past two,

Verse two:yeah niggai got tha word as hellya blew trial and tha judge gave you

A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit