This is a song about "Missed calls"

Your girl calls it hockey stick

Ho's, got a list, but i gotta pick

But calls on the world when it needs some help

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

He calls it art when he arranges them

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

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

I've burned so hot, science calls me pyre/

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Missed the mark so nearly, clearly and sincerely

Yeah that motor be the fastest

My attacks have never missed

Feelin' those things that i missed

Now i'm playin' solitaire patient

How did they know? i didnt make any calls?

Music is my first, but i contemplate divorce