This is a song about "Cellular divice"

Everyday calling my mom on her cellular phone.

The streets in need of a king, you can tell 'em i’m home

I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

Blowing head back, bottles by the zone

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

Inhibitions is gone, she just want to be known