This is a song about "Better call"

Call me homophobic,

How bout we blow this bit

I'm lucky that i got a better place to call home. no longer sad and alone.

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day camelittle latasha sho' grown

And i just want to hold her

Do tell us? who's better?

Y'all can call me illiterate, but i spit better than you, so deal with it

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Bitch, i hit one button, my roof open like a hard spot

Pull a trigga, aim at a nigga, bitch you better call a doc

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

Call me what you want call me a cheater, call me mock

You need to call a paramedic for them generic lyrics or better yet, think of something idyllic.

Everyone swallow this dick bitch i wrote high qaulity shit fucking rap kit make this fit fire is lit

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

And i'm always on first better yet call me primer.