This is a song about "Bitches in my old phone"

Y’all only in it for the cars

See i was in my room, on my old xbox.

Dippers and pipers, it's sad shawty, but this is life

I been in the zone like my whole life my new bitch your old wife

Better than college, after that, students home

It feel just like i get lyrics off my phone

I get money then i’m gone that’s a hard pill to swallow

Your flow is more fucked than the bitches in my bronco

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

Like that drop out who created my phone

Thinking of bliss and the good days

In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.

In my old school, with the naughty

Sing it to em' shorty

Chillin in da park wit bad bitches in my sight

Cus what you give me let me know that we'll be alright