This is a song about "My phone"

Staring at nothing on my phone but a cyber clock

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock

My mother walkin' in, saw i was on my phone

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

Body 2 body baby, we gotta do this right

I keep texting on my phone for the whole night

Motherfuck my phone, it never has reception

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

A lotta hoes in my phone

I don't need no fucking throne

Ya like that let me know on my the phone

You left your nigga on his own

Stop blowin up my phone

Back in my zone