This is a song about "Keep calling"

Informing me it's day, as rush hour's calling,

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Pigs calling me disrespectful cus im still yawning

You know that love is a very serious thing

And now that i’m getting money

Calling it the grand prix

It's like 6 pm and his bitch is calling

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Don't let your demons keep you from dreamin and find your calling

The world is waking up, you can hear the pigeons yawning

Well quit calling me a white rapper then.

Dress pimping-like and toast like less when

I'm definitely in a class of my own

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

Calling muslims terrorist for something that you begun

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done