This is a song about "Ops"

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show

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

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

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

Killed her like i'm special ops/

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

Crack dealers and converts at concerts going black ops.

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars

Im beating this fool like battle field to black ops

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

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