This is a song about "He can call me"

Call me nintendo, all you faggots can blow me

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

But you can call me hatred, or devastation

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

I can call that bitch to make me a cheese and salami

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

He gave me so much drama i had to call my mama,

Of impactful things one can ask for

You can call me whatever

Ima bad bitch on his hip man he call me his model

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

Yep you can call me mad most people already have