This is a song about "I phones"

I said i got my ass beat

I can't eat, i can't sleep

Wouldn't it be nice if the banks didn't fuck up the loans

I got more bars than fully charged cell phones

Open the fuck up hell needs me i tried all your phones, i know your home, fuck you,

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Fire in the hand, supplier of the man

Yeah i think i can.. no i know i can,

Man i hustle, i hustle.

Just like an animal

Shit i wonder if i can.

Not a fake person, that's the sims man

I guess i aint a soldier

My records sell, yes sir

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes,

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws