This is a song about "Phone chargers"

I get called up but i hear no phone

Be shy when we're all alone

A lotta hoes in my phone

I don't need no fucking throne

I need a ring, like a phone

Don’t hit my twitter, leave me alone

Stop blowin up my phone

So don't follow me home

Like that drop out who created my phone

She like, girl you wrong running away from home

Lyrical chargers attached to my back to combat a whack

I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track

I'm definitely in a class of my own

Everyday calling my mom on her cellular phone.

My friend took a pic with his small phone

Yeah, you can tell em i’m home