This is a song about "I phone"

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

My mother walkin' in, saw i was on my phone

My phone isn't dead cause i can hear it beeping

So now we in the hotel, mirrors on the ceiling

When i got that phone call, so shocking

Em starting, 50 staring, gaga, game starting

Fuck the source, i'm on cover of rolling stone

I turned down a quarter mil to pitch a mobile phone

I'm going in but i hear the phone, your gold ring shone

And you acting grown, doggy you ain't back at home

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

Uhh im underated but i got multimillion dollar songs on my phone,

I know my calling's worth like phone card

See, involvin' yourself is to be a part