This is a song about "Phone going flat"

You outta gas? do you got a flat?

She's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that

And don't you bring your camera phone

Don’t hit my twitter, leave me alone

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

And i'm not about to let my lyrics become flat

So is dr. j and moses malone

So i always use a phone

I miss hearing your voice over the phone

She like, girl you wrong running away from home

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

And i'm not about to let my lyrics become flat

But they ain't for rat tat tat-tat tat

You're a carpet, i'll lay you flat!

Born alone, work alone, die alone

Like that drop out who created my phone