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

Reminding me of the bad times

Before we see it's hard to live

Call of duty is what keeps you from being deceased

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

Why do people have bad attitudes

And the games appeal to the struggling youth with no father

Everyday day at school people makes fun of her,

I was underground but wasn't trying to renew the lease

For the people at least in the streets thoughts of peace,

People wonder at the numbers of hordes

Chomping at your oxygen chords

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

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Call me walter white, cause i break bad in business,