This is a song about "Phone"

I don't need no fucking throne

And don't you bring your camera phone

A lotta hoes in my phone

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone

Then she gets a phone call

Need a girl whos tryin' to ball

Uhh im underated but i got multimillion dollar songs on my phone,

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

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

Chicken bone, not a phone, chicken bone, not a phone

Better than college, after that, students home

Talk loud around the hood, now im taking your phone

She like, girl you wrong running away from home

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

It feel just like i get lyrics off my phone

Playin with fire is a danger zone