This is a song about "I phones"

Instead they talking bout some thunderstorm, cyclones

Rappers talk shit, they got no lines like cordless mobile phones,

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

I go in i go hard i go ham, i don't stop

I thought that i would maybe

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

It's 6 am, i'm solitary, calling with pay phones

If we ain't right and always at the throats

Pounding on the stereo, in my head phones,

I messed up i guess, i will admit

You, you, you have to pay for that

Hard as a motherfucker, tell em i was ham

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

I realize as i cry everything i have i owe to them

Just fresh out of the ashes it's a detroit fucking classic from when