This is a song about "Satellite phones"

All on their phones, they had other plans.

Now if you give us a chance

Gasping for phones, but ain't nobody even home

My heart too dark, i’m so gone, delete my phone

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

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

High as a satellite, see

If you ain't about money

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

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

I got more bars than fully charged cell phones

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

Like tapping in the mobile phones, in my chromosomes,

Ricky moore flightposite, mike bibby blue foams