This is a song about "Call for"

No need for a call to the bull pen

Given her the tlc i'll never creep then

Hear the children screach for help all they do is call

Under ya nose a rose grew with no sun at all

Lets go for a swim we'll call it a dip,

Chris wallace said the sky was the limit

Snipping the wires, no phone call for protection

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

So call the fire-bridge and get ready for my revenge

Gotta vent, lot of innocent lives lost on the project bench

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

And call the hospital for him for later.

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

But i know that desperate times call for similar measures