This is a song about "Night calls"

Must be life. no greater feeling in the world

With all that power, he calls everyone a coward

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

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

Fucked up in the membrane my brain calls it rape

But i do quite well with all the bait

And ignores all my phone calls just to disturb me

I’m pushing that way where you came out as a baby

Just say he's the best

She hangs up, and calls a friend

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

All our minds, yeah he calls himself stress ya know,

Only getting high cuz we closer to hell

The mother of these feelings calls herself dispair,