This is a song about "Nathan dial"

Dial the humidifier, arrange the amplifier/

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Dial down the denial, a trial is in idle,

Ive got satan on speed-dial, call that nigga up talkin about slicin open my wrist,

Erupting volcanic, satanic cutting, wrist after wrist, im not sad im just pissed,

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

Boy spit to ill/ spead dial an ambulance

So she finally gets the courage to tell him on his arrival

Try to make me call surrender, nope, i never will dial

Dial up words but they're not in service

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz