This is a song about "Call me on my cell phone"

Say what you want i'm immature like roger go home

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

Candy on my skull can call me a child

One day at a timeshe the one? never mind

The therapist said hello but my mom would wonder

From now on dont call me lriss call me the examiner

Im on my drooly gooly shit,call me rl stine, pull out the power drill take ur spine,

I must be goin' out my mindlike i'm up against the worldthis guerilla team of mine

So i parked in a tow-away zone

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

Zoned out face in a cell phone - imprisoned

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

You didn't even talk to me on the phone

Don’t hit my twitter, leave me alone