This is a song about "Call centers"

Under ya nose a rose grew with no sun at all

Is my life,you consider it my call

As i'm watching the snow fall

I got some down bitches i can call

Don't call it genetic, but call it angelic

No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit

Don't worry bout a thang baby

Try to call me (try to call me)

Hit me up for a booty call.

Didn't do a thing at all

Jesus what a fucking close call,

Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall

U call yourself danger then i call my self game changer

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her