This is a song about "Phone he on"

You didn't even talk to me on the phone

Hit towns with coke, a .45 blue as chrome

Fuck the source, i'm on cover of rolling stone

He vanished just like a fad, no kiss, no phone,

Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side

I keep texting on my phone for the whole night

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

I don't even talk to them on the phone again

Ya like that let me know on my the phone

For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home

Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone

Everyday calling my mom on her cellular phone.

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

On the phone, fuck im feelin dizzy, rippin out the cord

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,