This is a song about "Ear phones"

For the outlawz, here we come

And listen with your ear some

Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes

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

December 4th a star was born

While im eating an ear of corn

All on their phones, they had other plans.

From an african american stance

The ear worms in my head,

My voice make her wet

I got more bars than fully charged cell phones

At least after your bid, ain't no student loans

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

Like tapping in the mobile phones, in my chromosomes,

Whenever i'm through, you already on the phone

Gasping for phones, but ain't nobody even home