This is a song about "Ringing like a telephone"

My head keeps spinning and ears keep ringing

That's why i'm shaking my head when you rap dissing

Osculating bitches hormones, keepin it exciting while on my telephone with my dad carl,

With cash that i couldn't spend, countless carsan addict for a wife, my life, as a ghetto star

Knuckles like a callous it's like a fuckin' brick hit you

Just me and my two of my dudes, blue man crew

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Like a baby without a diaper

Hopin' when this bread get here

The ringing in your ear

Or a yoda, like yofti, enlightened, like a yogi

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Was just such a fufilling feeling, we stuck in the building

Since your sister got my number my phone can't stop ringing