This is a song about "Duty"

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

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew

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

Call of duty is what keeps you from being deceased

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

Our children must be taught, of africa

So much for being on duty cops, hah!

Dude your bad at call of duty ghost

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

That’s my call of duty

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

‘cause every mother’s day needs a mother’s night

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