This is a song about "Phones"

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

Like tapping in the mobile phones, in my chromosomes,

Phones booming got the police on the chase,

She don't even need a job, got one anyways

And firm his beliefs... his heart made of stone

Gasping for phones, but ain't nobody even home

It's as if the phones, tablets and ipods have turned into cyborgs,

I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts

25. phones gonna blow when you get the call in,

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

All on their phones, they had other plans.

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

Rappers talk shit, they got no lines like cordless mobile phones,