This is a song about "Stupid phone"

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone

But the kid aint stupid

Next to god crib

Your best sentence was doing your bid

Really your so stupid

She ain't tryna go low, go head home

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

Stop blowing up my cellphone

And don't you bring your camera phone

Stop blowin up my phone

And it's well known that rell home

Be shy when we're all alone

Put my number in your phone

Solitude but not all alone speaking to people on the phone

Now y’all better leave me alone, got license for my chrome