This is a song about "Callum robinson"

I just write that right by a mic stand

Face in the show called outcast

Outcast is what i am and what

They just don't give a fuck

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

Way for other outcast cause

And be found, deep down, in davey jones locker.

Now i got em on they toes cause my flow hotter

Enough to drive a man insane, a woman insane

The social outcast but everybody knew his name.

Just trying to go somewhere and play with europe players

And we're ballin' like when walter frazier fought the lakers,

He's a mixture of mathers, jones, and lamont coleman,

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Passin' the rock, i'm walt frazier