This is a song about "Cell phones"

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

Y'all niggas #got #no #lines like a whole line of #cordless #open #phones

Cause everybody else did it i had to save face

Colosseum cell bars, 2 men enter no space

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Tactical, my brains cell are individual

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes,

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well

Been calmer than dahmer up in a prison cell

Wouldn't it be nice if the banks didn't fuck up the loans

Pounding on the stereo, in my head phones,

Zoned out face in a cell phone - imprisoned

What you doing when ross drop a hundred thousand

And people don’t care if they’re locked up in a prison cell,

No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell