This is a song about "Call for"

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Well i will call you dude, i am apologizing for responding,

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

But i know that desperate times call for similar measures

It ain't hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

Hear the children screach for help all they do is call

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

I'll call a installer for your broken face

Fucker, call it noun, trap for the town, grind with both feet on the ground,

They stop the whole game everytime i come around

I was sitting on the couch reading yellow paper

And call the hospital for him for later.

Money on call for when i need it

I ain't worried bout shitbitch i'm the shit