This is a song about "Cellular resperation"

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

Playing with fire is a danger zone

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

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

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

Everyday calling my mom on her cellular phone.