This is a song about "Prank call"

Call it love or call it gravitational attraction

I give him a helpin' hand, bring him out to thugz mansion

Hopin it was just a prank as i'm lost in these beats, please god help me in this time of defeat

What transpires since the day the seeds were plantedthe g grew but we knew we'd have a clique

Don't call it genetic, but call it angelic

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click

You done put two of america's most wanted in the same

Respond again and insult again call me a lame call me dame,

Only takes is 1 call

These joints here not found at the mall

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

Just me, and i ain't tryna to make no prank calls

I get that work from my face

I call it my holy grace

If i was still in the same position i would hang that shit up like a prank call

I have the brain of a genius you have the brain of a neanderthal