This is a song about "Mobile phone"

Shit ain’t better alone

So i always use a phone

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

The bitch is back at her house sitting by the phone

We just want you back at home

But the minute i took out my phone

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone

For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home

Pussy ass fag stop staring at your phone

I'm definitely in a class of my own

Everyday calling my mom on her cellular phone.

Gets older, bolder, and cold cause he's left alone

I turned down a quarter mil to pitch a mobile phone

You didn't even talk to me on the phone

I'm winning cause ricky made my mistakes known