Call of Duty (Gmst Anthem)

War is conflict

War can be constant,

War is what happens when your life is full of hardships

You declare war when it’s time to take action against the opposing faction

Thats not utilizing God’s gifts...

And that faction is you king

Label yourself the ops inside this war scene,

But can you just imagine if all black men on the planet were like a sports team,

This game, we down a hundred and fourteen,

Shooting each other, killing our offspring

Lower income, high imprisonments, poor mental health,

No real wealth,

So many lost teens

Drug addiction, more fiends, lean sippers, pill poppers, morphine,

Cops carrying orders until we gone, clean,

Tell me what you doing each day to achieve your dream?

Let me chill, I don’t preach like Eric Thomas

And no I’m not an expert, I’m not Tony Robbins,

I ain’t clean like Darren Hardy,

I curse LIKE THE WORST,

I have angry outbursts,

But NOW, I’m fucking honest,

Had to get my shit together

Get your shit together

Get your shit together

What’s a storm to a god that can fix the weather

Get your shit together

Get your shit together

Change the world, through your seeds you can live forever

Chorus

Get my shit together

Get my shit together

Whats a storm to a god that can fix the weather

Get my shit together

Get my shit together

I’ll change the world, through my seeds I can live forever

Verse 2

Let me break this down

My mother DIED of cancer after years of paying tithes,

I left the congregation, all my faith in God had died,

Made it out of college, started bringing in some dollars til I

Lost my job on Wall Street, took a crazy dive,

Money Bounced Back, I thought my life was dope

Making six figures Always spitting righteous quotes,

Saw the world through a telescope to try to cope,

I should’ve looked at myself through a microscope

...and if I took a deeper look

I would see my wife leaving, I got shook

I ran my kingdom like a rook, drinking whiskey like I’m hooked,

Picking movies over books

I’ve been a criminal and crook

…and then I had a namebrand obsession

My business went sour, I was blaming the recession,

Giving up my power,

By complaining ‘bout my blessings

Then we got a phone call,

My daughter’s school gave me a lesson,

They let me know off top,

They needed dough

Or they was bout to let her go, and for me that hit a sore spot

Fake balling had me falling into debt

So I took the chain hanging from my neck and looked for pawnshops,

My life was a fictional facade,

If you saw me shining,… all that shine was a mirage

I was gaining weight, putting bullshit on my plate

People called me Smalls, and I felt small,

But I was large

…. I had to get my Shit Together