This is a song about "Driving while on the phone"

I got a love jones for your body and skin tone

I fought back, now my parents are on the phone

Solitude but not all alone speaking to people on the phone

Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone

Sitting in the room, on the phone, cooking up orders

And scott larock the super ho back in latin quarters

You left your nigga on his own

Ya like that let me know on my the phone

Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone

Everyday calling my mom on her cellular phone.

Don’t hit my twitter, leave me alone

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

Gets older, bolder, and cold cause he's left alone

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

And when i do baby ill right be there with you on the phone,