This is a song about "Cellular resperarion"

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

And firm his beliefs... his heart made of stone

Though surrounded by an entourage, i feel like i'm alone

Everyday calling my mom on her cellular phone.

For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

I'm definitely in a class of my own