This is a song about "Callin"

Pussy pop on her handstand, you got me sweatin', please pass me a fan, damn

Ball in hand, with callin stands, i looked at you and never saw a man

Callin' for girls to administer their riches,

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Callin' your name, screaming and shouting you're way,

What you calla lifetime, i just call a long day

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

Pink and purple pussy's so i'm callin all of y'all nerds

I’m callin’ on you ’cause i can’t do it myself

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

I'm callin the cops, i'm reporting a crime

Let me put my funk on this one time

Well, gotta go the next paper is callin for my pen to create a perfect ten,

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again