This is a song about "Texting and driving"

Texting my mama current self

Cause i can't seem to see myself

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

Can't find her she absent i'm driving while she jack it

Driving yall insane, and iike i never got a license.

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Oh you a muslim now, no more dope game

Yeah we drinking and driving in the rain

I swear its driving me into insanity

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

I'm wrecking lexiee's empty head while texting men on my cellphone

Everything was picture perfect till you moved the frame

Living with his twisted brother, driving us insane

I keep texting on my phone for the whole night

You hear that shawty, shh no more talking alright