This is a song about "Phone calls with lover"

Be shy when we're all alone

A lotta hoes in my phone

Say two things and play the lover

Poke out from behind her

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

? all white but the phantom is all black

Be like me one a the hip-hop lover

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Wanna confess to your lover

Dirt lines cover all ya mothers' lover

We fuckin' it up this summer

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls