This is a song about "Call"

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

I got some down bitches i can call

Bait baby, wait baby

Try to call me (try to call me)

Is my life,you consider it my call

Never hit the mall and forever get it all

Just me and my boss no worries at all

So any future amends is not my call

Try to call me (try to call me)

It ain't hard to make money

You wna call me shit then ill call you shit to

And if i gotta settle for a piece of you

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Man boys call me breezy, hoes call me venom

These joints here not found at the mall

Jesus what a fucking close call,