This is a song about "People bad at call of duty"

Because of people bad incisions

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

People wanna commonly call me a rappin prophecy/

And my regime includes east coast

Dude your bad at call of duty ghost

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

I know people had it worse, but i had it bad enough

People wonder at the numbers of hordes

We come through throbbing like thunder storms