This is a song about "Broken phone"

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

Not working. shot, choking, broken.

He vanished just like a fad, no kiss, no phone,

You cowardly-hearted, you couldn't make it on your own

Come get some, you little bum

Are grieving and broken

Phone company's robbing you with collusion

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Put my number in your phone

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

Pussy ass fag stop staring at your phone

Better than college, after that, students home

The numbers unknown, hang up the phone

The kings get killed very least overthrown