This is a song about "Call centres"

So fuck the speculation

Call an investigation!

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

Man boys call me breezy, hoes call me venom

Unify them, mob through, take over and

Call me worthless, i'll call you observant

Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall

Jesus what a fucking close call,

Never hit the mall and forever get it all

Get a crazy thrill whenever you call

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

Don't call it genetic, but call it angelic

You call yourself an emcee, i call you a poet,

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

I got some down bitches i can call

Need a girl whos tryin' to ball