This is a song about "Callin so i got to go"

Fuck splitting up a deal man i got my milli so i need to go and chill

How i seen my life being raised as good as a bad day yet i'm still

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

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

Now i got to go but i will be back,

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

I tell him nigga you got to go

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow

They say that i never cease to amaze

So i take a walk to go and pick up some haze,

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

Callin my phone but i moved on i just want you to see

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

So i know you got to watch out for the warm days

I am at level 3 so who's got to know,

People love hodgy i hate you though