This is a song about "Mobile phone"

Out at night mama hit my phone

I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome

I woulda done anything for my own

It feel just like i get lyrics off my phone

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

Like that drop out who created my phone

Pussy ass fag stop staring at your phone

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

I miss hearing your voice over the phone

And firm his beliefs... his heart made of stone

Now we must stand tall

Then she gets a phone call

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

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

The numbers unknown, hang up the phone

The kings get killed very least overthrown