This is a song about "Up in my phone"

You better get her, i'm totally into my zone

She screamed but i bashed her head in with a cordless phone.

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

I feel like quasimoto with all this shit on my shoulders

Sitting in the room, on the phone, cooking up orders

Music that y'all condone

Out at night mama hit my phone

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

Erbbody blowin up my phone no distractions so you know we gonna do this

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

My mother walkin' in, saw i was on my phone

Zoned out face in a cell phone - imprisoned

Drunk white girls the only way i'll get my dick sucked

Mami told me son, hold your own

Stop blowin up my phone