This is a song about "All these bitching hitting my phone but ignore"

I won't ignore the horror that i know, but,

Run through the puddles, playin' in the mud

Hit towns with coke, a .45 blue as chrome

Out at night mama hit my phone

Staring at nothing on my phone but a cyber clock

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

Callin my phone but i moved on i just want you to see

Fuck the source, i'm on cover of rolling stone

Sit here on my phone in my room all alone

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

And ignores all my phone calls just to disturb me

Put my number in your phone

Far away from home