This is a song about "Ear phones"

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

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

Juicy and hot such a black bitch temper

Whispers in my ear be with me forever

Looking mad lazy with the bud near my ear,

School ain't even start yet, there ain't not freaks here

I got more bars than fully charged cell phones

Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes

These jordan 4′s: check

The ear worms in my head,

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Preparation is required for this ear hole penetration

The ringing in your ear

And still a nigga made it here

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

I phone home to the real they wanna know just how it feel