This is a song about "Making a phone call"

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

I remember the phone call to my house my mom kicking me out,

Whipped out his phone and let a roar

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Highest form of affection, physical connection

Snipping the wires, no phone call for protection

When i'm making words, call 'em spare lines.

When i get my hands on nines

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

He vanished just like a fad, no kiss, no phone,

When i got that phone call, so shocking

With the piece that kel was rocking

Nervous in a cold sweat, no phone call yet

But my crib was straight ahead, shorty gave me head

Ironic we on air, but they never let us breathe

Call me maeby fünke, making movies out of daydreams