This is a song about "Bt mobile"

Bt i'm the loco motherfucker who had gotton you slain

I’m from hoover man, high as superman, shit you lois lane

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

I turned down a quarter mil to pitch a mobile phone

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

Bt well this is rap and u write a poem..

If no one's there to listen guess i'll put it in the music

And u aint a stage artist. ...bt u still have to hold my black mic

Came from italybellisimo, was tha callyeah nigga i got versace

Your just a mobile pile of shit like a porta potty,ill destroy your hobby

Bt i know one thing that i'm nothing widout u

I'm trend-setting, despite of an awful debut

Bt my dad made me "the godfather" offer...which i just cant refuse...

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Bt i m still writing my rap which is lyrical and melodious....