This is a song about "Phones demos"

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

Pounding on the stereo, in my head phones,

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Open the fuck up hell needs me i tried all your phones, i know your home, fuck you,

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

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

Girl the way you're movin', got me in a trance

All on their phones, they had other plans.

Phones booming got the police on the chase,

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

It's 6 am, i'm solitary, calling with pay phones

Playin' cee-lo, rolling dice, and talkin' on their mobile phones,

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