This is a song about "Guy crashing his car into a telegraph pole after fight with girlfriend and then fleeing the scene to avoid the yelling of his girlfriend"

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

I'm madder then the hatter after he dropped acid and fell off of his ladder,

Kid closed his eyes;hoping to avoid

Seen the how-to video now he on point

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

Locked his woman into a vent there and then,

Get out the waykeisha now coming throughaye shawty what it dolet’s talk about me and you

I finally spat it out i love will you be my girlfriend, she looked into my eyes and cried for a few,

Ran into the beat, harder than smackin' a pole

Life is like a phone booth, these pigeons is the fuckin' toll

Hes hanging with his friends they ask him to just take a sip of the drink then he

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

That's the capital of ghana for you idiots

My friend got a girlfriend to which he told his secrets,

If ya’ll about to hate then alleviate the diss

Guy came back the next day with his nose broke and six stitches