This is a song about "Call outs"

Shout outs to gucci, let's shoot this fuckin movie

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Worthless drop outs with no love or affection,

Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick

Don't call it genetic, but call it angelic

Try to call me (try to call me)

Must be something you want me to see

Tryna stand out nigguhs giving hand outs like a substitute

Now me, stalley, and meek wanna see ross get the a-rod loot

A cynical state of mind, untypical words with sophistical meaning, mystical turn/

Live and learn, call outs and haters the least of my concern, i earn this adjourn,

It ain't where i been

Call an investigation!