This is a song about "Stop ringing my phone"

Mami told me son, hold your own

My friend took a pic with his small phone

I skated all day, i just need some rest, i'm depressed

My phone rings and i wonder who you took next

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

I got a love jones for your body and skin tone

Playin with fire is a danger zone

Out at night mama hit my phone

Don’t hit my twitter, leave me alone

Ya like that let me know on my the phone

I keep texting on my phone for the whole night

And i'm indecisive when the things are light

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone

Stop blowin up my phone

Get the scoop on the cologne, belt, and shoe section

Motherfuck my phone, it never has reception