This is a song about "Telephone"

Beating him over the head with the telephone

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone

Before i put this mac to your ear like a telephone

That why when he outta town i make sure she is not alone

Osculating bitches hormones, keepin it exciting while on my telephone with my dad carl,

I recollect we used to ball now just living's enoughi stand tall in the winter summer spring or fall

Now i'm in the zone

Hang up the telephone