This is a song about "My phone keeps ringing private number"

Ya like that let me know on my the phone

And you acting grown, doggy you ain't back at home

We all here, from the dealers to the kids

Yeah i bagged her phone number, all 10 digits,

The kings get killed very least overthrown

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

But i ain't listening

My anger keeps building

You gon' miss a good thing, end up bitter alone

I fought back, now my parents are on the phone

Fucking two bad bitches, at the same damn time

I took my number, i waited in line

It's a shameso much pressure on my brain

The only thing that even keeps my sane

I'm definitely in a class of my own

It feel just like i get lyrics off my phone