This is a song about "Blackberry and iphone"

Now i'm rollin', iphone stolen

Bad hoes i'm seen with them

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them

Vodka and soda, pineapple and patron

Walk on with your scars, don't turn around

Check it uhh, yeah put your iphone down

And that i spent the night with her

And don't ever (and don't ever)

She can only live for the moment

Social conditioning and

Yeah, we spit that saliva, iphone got message from viber

Madonna momma, body bottled, you're fine. i'm finer

This how i hear it different

Grab the scissors and saws and

They laugh and scream and leap

I don't know defeat