This is a song about "My iphone"

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

Silent momentman, i been missing you

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

I'm an iphone 4 and you're a 1994 pager

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

My girl is bow-legged, just do it like bo jackson

Tryin' to make iti only got one chance

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

If u believe that, nigga you is dumb as ever

My iphone wasnt even charged at all,

These joints here not found at the mall

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

But in reality your just being used.

But make sure if they do see

That is my wish, my fantasy.