This is a song about "Call 9 11"

Just call to get something to munch on

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

But still they call me the hypocrite,

Tyler the creator invented some new shit

Another love song about shit

You call yourselves illuminated,

Something wicked this way come

So slim davy please call up your mum

These joints here not found at the mall

I got some down bitches i can call

Call yourself a self made millionaire

Nigga trying to live like hova, but well

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

Man boys call me breezy, hoes call me venom