This is a song about "Mobile phones"

Playin' cee-lo, rolling dice, and talkin' on their mobile phones,

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

All on their phones, they had other plans.

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

I'm taking women to heaven and then i take em home

I turned down a quarter mil to pitch a mobile phone

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

I got more bars than fully charged cell phones

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

It's as if the phones, tablets and ipods have turned into cyborgs,

With that said, i ain't around like my old combs

Like tapping in the mobile phones, in my chromosomes,

Pounding on the stereo, in my head phones,

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

25. phones gonna blow when you get the call in,

Riding around without a fuck given