This is a song about "Hello giving me crap over da phone"

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

And ignores all my phone calls just to disturb me

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

Nothing influence me .me is da same me .....help me

Gets older, bolder, and cold cause he's left alone

I miss hearing your voice over the phone

Excuse me do you know me? hello hi

Where did my time go? i let it fly

No snakes, royalty hating niggas don’t get no pussy

Shame i'm giving y'all so much material for dissing me

All these bitches giving me stress instead of giving me head

Hit it then i quit it ‘fore she even made the bed

I start to think it's all planned

When ya first stabbed me in da past,

32 lines of bitching is what you give me. crap,

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track