This is a song about "Ringing my phone"

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

But the minute i took out my phone

Late night to the early morn, i've been such a rolling stone

Everyday calling my mom on her cellular phone.

If that's case, then my phone gone drop me

Knowing you can no longer party

My phone rings and i wonder who you took next

And don't perform after him or you might regret

Better than college, after that, students home

My mother walkin' in, saw i was on my phone

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone

A lotta hoes in my phone

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

Girlfriends, groupies, then i'm all alone

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

Uhh im underated but i got multimillion dollar songs on my phone,