This is a song about "Ear phones"

It's 6 am, i'm solitary, calling with pay phones

Instead they talking bout some thunderstorm, cyclones

Phones booming got the police on the chase,

Fire starter put me anywhere i just blaze

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

Gasping for phones, but ain't nobody even home

Pounding on the stereo, in my head phones,

This is oh so much like getting votes

The ringing in your ear

Ghost in the hook so real

Cause they fear me in physical form

While im eating an ear of corn

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

Like tapping in the mobile phones, in my chromosomes,

I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts

It's as if the phones, tablets and ipods have turned into cyborgs,