This is a song about "Ops"

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

The one eyed cyclops, from the hip hop black ops, ready or not i cant stop.

If you talk shit, i'll make you cry and tell your big moms

Crack dealers and converts at concerts going black ops.

Killed her like i'm special ops/

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

My driver's out of this world, you playing bumper cars

Im beating this fool like battle field to black ops

Maskin up to bag this up- getting that black ops dough

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

If i went ops then evil wins this war neither killing more blood sheds a flow at

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that