This is a song about "Telephone wire"

If he has a wire and says to a g "what's up?"

Blowing that money here, making money in europe

The streets in need of a king, you can tell 'em i’m home

Before i put this mac to your ear like a telephone

To tie the wire to his tire

And that i spent the night with her

Tryna wire machines but its a no go.

Two of her friends strip she never judge them though

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Fuck, i'm on with that shady desire like slim connected with a wire,

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Electricuting us with that wire

Ya'll wife and white knight her

Bullets and barbed wire

Chyper shit,your brain wire it,to like my shit,

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that