This is a song about "Pay phones"

"heyy....wtf dad!! first gimme my pay"

She can't know where my mother stay

So they taught me to spray

Who will make a gay pay.

Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes

Playin' cee-lo, rolling dice, and talkin' on their mobile phones,

Cause one day my lines gon' pay.

You make a nigga's night turn day

What the feigns say, few roaches you need spray

Remember the day u had to pay

Without gettin in my pay

Take me away away

25. phones gonna blow when you get the call in,

Look, they gon love me for my ambition

Rappers talk shit, they got no lines like cordless mobile phones,

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes