This is a song about "Cellular technology"

Afraid to vacate from the cage that the technology has gave kids

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

Never hitting delete, technology peak, it's bleak,

Don’t hit my twitter, leave me alone

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

She like, girl you wrong running away from home

Kinda getting sick of this technology it owes me an apology

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Electronically, technology the best

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Pause, the only thing we need for is math and technology,

Hide behind technology sayin you go hard

A working genius, a work of art