This is a song about "How cellphones dangerous"

I've mastered this ask of me, my raff ain't practice

Killing gangsters, way i'm raising ceilings is dangerous,

The battery packs and any bitch you ever kiss

Dangerous tongue, sprung from rhyming words with anguish

The streets are rough, i've been tellin' y'all since "dangerous",

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

We’re seen like we’re dangerous and have some criminal intent,

Sustaining entertainment cause i'm dangerous,

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

All i see are dangerous spineless fucking monsters lurking,

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

I thank god for the protection they allow but it's dangerous,