This is a song about "Nathan dial"

Breath its cold well let me turn up the dial,

Your own physical, superficial not spiritual

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

Dial up words but they're not in service

Dial up words but they're not in service

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Instead they talking bout some thunderstorm, cyclones

In all the blinking lights and dial tones

Dial down the denial, a trial is in idle,

I'm throwin around broads playing monkey in the middle

Dial up words but they're not in service

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

Dial up words but they're not in service

She need now, she ain't never needed love