This is a song about "Answering your phone"

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

The kings get killed very least overthrown

I need a ring, like a phone

Girlfriends, groupies, then i'm all alone

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

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

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

Out at night mama hit my phone

Inhibitions is gone, she just want to be known

I'm going in but i hear the phone, your gold ring shone

So i always use a phone

Baby im in the zone

I miss hearing your voice over the phone

For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home

Everyday calling my mom on her cellular phone.

Proud of it all defensive fuck i'm rocking alone