This is a song about "Lost phone"

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

Lost arrowheads of a lost society,

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

You better get her, i'm totally into my zone

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

Like that drop out who created my phone

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone

Put my number in your phone

Whip, plane, motions own

A lotta hoes in my phone

Lets get fucked up to the bone

Blowing head back, bottles by the zone

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

I need a ring, like a phone

I don't need no fucking throne