This is a song about "Satellite phones"

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

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

Like tapping in the mobile phones, in my chromosomes,

High as a satellite, see

Shit with our whole family

But i’m praying in advance

All on their phones, they had other plans.

Wouldn't it be nice if the banks didn't fuck up the loans

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

Phones booming got the police on the chase,

Move like i’m walking with an open case

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

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes,

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those