This is a song about "Ringe phone"

The kings get killed very least overthrown

But the minute i took out my phone

You didn't even talk to me on the phone

And you acting grown, doggy you ain't back at home

So i always use a phone

Girlfriends, groupies, then i'm all alone

Pussy ass fag stop staring at your phone

So i parked in a tow-away zone

A lotta hoes in my phone

Little latasha sho' grown

I miss hearing your voice over the phone

She ain't tryna go low, go head home

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

Playin with fire is a danger zone

I fought back, now my parents are on the phone