This is a song about "Cant call it"

Rack, rack city shit

Why cant they change then mop it

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Call it love or call it gravitational attraction

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

Don't call it genetic, but call it angelic

She crazy, that stalker shit

You cant even see it

I’m just saying they’re mad cause i don’t make much

You cant stop it,you cant withstand the damage

Cant forget the past, sad it cant be overlook

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

But i cant so fuck it

About some tyga beef shit

We all call him a moose, cant do crap but abuse

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes