This is a song about "Selling my phone"

Hit towns with coke, a .45 blue as chrome

Sit here on my phone in my room all alone

On the road to riches this is the fork i'm hitting

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

My records selling out the stores now

Will somebody please show me how

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

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

Motherfuck my phone, it never has reception

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

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

Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone

A lotta hoes in my phone

Smoke one stack straight to my dome

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

She like, girl you wrong running away from home