This is a song about "What you call it"

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Braved the storm callously can you call it sanity?

The only thing i did wrong was make it possible

Coz what you call war, i call it minor obstacle

And you can call it spiritual

Tell em bitches they can get up on my level

Outside which you call it a wizards pride

And if i want to go outside

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

I'm determined to purge you, we'll call it a verbalist cleanse.

Call it cliche when i fuck you up

We're young and we don't give a fuck

Sipping moscato with models having exotic dishes

Creating the illest shit is what you could call my business

Blue collar they'd call it, ain't ghetto, fuck what haters say,

All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play