This is a song about "Ear phones"

She loves it when i rap in to her ear

Is heaven just another door? i leave this here

Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes

Rappers talk shit, they got no lines like cordless mobile phones,

Pursuin' my happiness, suitable rapper here

Looking mad lazy with the bud near my ear,

The ringing in your ear

The struggle is real

Wouldn't it be nice if the banks didn't fuck up the loans

I got more bars than fully charged cell phones

Gasping for phones, but ain't nobody even home

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

My reflection contagious, i’m the messenger here

My friends can't hear, silent screams whispered in my ear.