This is a song about "Calls"

My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls

Some how made it cos they sprayed it on walls the last calls

I can’t promise this verse will be better than the first

With all that power, he calls everyone a coward

That's your girl, well buddy don't fumble it then

He calls it art when he arranges them

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

There's a criminal on the loose, calls himself god zeus

Beach on the weekend

She hangs up, and calls a friend

I ignore the calls for blasphamy, pushing on my corrupted qi.

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Just me, and i ain't tryna to make no prank calls

Flyer than the rest of ‘em, i hold the beat to reinforce