This is a song about "Duty t"

Make the fingers snap

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep

Call of duty is what keeps you from being deceased

The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

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

Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Sunglasses, hairstyle fashion doesn`t really matters

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

I got plans for you look in the sky baby