This is a song about "Telephone"

Beating him over the head with the telephone

She like, girl you wrong running away from home

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

With cash that i couldn't spend, countless carsan addict for a wife, my life, as a ghetto star

Hang up the telephone

Blackberry and t phone

Late night to the early morn, i've been such a rolling stone

Before i put this mac to your ear like a telephone