This is a song about "Call for"

Hear the children screach for help all they do is call

I get brain everyday; i'm a know it all

So for now on you call me "big dad-dy"

On they twitter writing novels, see

Or whatever you call it, i dont know, hope its not for a while

So i'm hurting. me effort is apparent she not fertile

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

And call the hospital for him for later.

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

I should use the unsigned verses call me in for my midnight urges

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

No need for a call to the bull pen

Or should i call him donald glover for his childish flow

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

I can't control my rage,cause i still tied with my pledge

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