This is a song about "Crap call of duty player"

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

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

// [everybody wants you, player]

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

Cause nothing of that crap you rap amuses me

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

We all call him a moose, cant do crap but abuse

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

He probably doesn't know that rap was a piece of crap

We all call him a moose, cant do crap but abuse

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

Undefeated gs and a t-shirt and my leaders hat

That crap i spat stabbed both of us in the back

Pictures of hot babes on the shelves, discretely canned his mother's crap

I'll show you where my rare essence is at, the adolescence of rap