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

My mother walkin' in, saw i was on my phone

The j gets smaller, i'm loving my zone

Jt: my mom’s been so alone

But the minute i took out my phone

She screamed but i bashed her head in with a cordless phone.

Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone

The truth shall be told

These wack bitches getting old

It feel just like i get lyrics off my phone

I woulda done anything for my own

A lotta hoes in my phone

Playing with fire is a danger zone

Sit here on my phone in my room all alone

And you acting grown, doggy you ain't back at home

Needles in my alley history of murders and rapes,my area is old as hell

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell