This is a song about "What if i never oick up the phone"

I fought back, now my parents are on the phone

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone

I phone home to the real they wanna know just how it feel

So what if i get throwed, i prefer the surreal

Girlfriends, groupies, then i'm all alone

I get called up but i hear no phone

I don't even talk to them on the phone again

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

We just want you back at home

But the minute i took out my phone

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

Never quite know what might happen if

Playin with fire is a danger zone

So i always use a phone

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Back the fuck up if youve never had shattered dreams