This is a song about "Duty my fight"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

That’s my call of duty

I can't see yalet's show these fools how we do it over on this west side

I try with all my might to hold it back, cause i don't wanna fight/

It's not my fight nor my shit

Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit

Lord forgive me i'm trying, know i ain't living right

Am not gonna leave my life without a fight

Dude your bad at call of duty ghost

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

Niggas run and hidenapoleon will provide

It's my duty to fight for my right's because i'm bright,

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

It's my inspiration to fight a man bigger than me.

In private, not public in the streets

Ready to fight, i rollup my sleeves