This is a song about "Pay phones"

It's like sunshine on a rainy day

Cause one day my lines gon' pay.

People stealing, they gonna pay,

She can't know where my mother stay

Brr, brr, ay, lemme see, okay

Who will make a gay pay.

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Open the fuck up hell needs me i tried all your phones, i know your home, fuck you,

I got more bars than fully charged cell phones

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

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,

Like tapping in the mobile phones, in my chromosomes,

At least after your bid, ain't no student loans

Gasping for phones, but ain't nobody even home

And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone