This is a song about "Windows phone"

Shit ain’t better alone

Put my number in your phone

Hit towns with coke, a .45 blue as chrome

But the minute i took out my phone

This is love, nothing else close

Lookin out the plane windows

Keep your doors locked and your windows secured,

Call me a product of my own damn hood

And you acting grown, doggy you ain't back at home

Like that drop out who created my phone

With business hoes an college strippers

She shot out his windows that cost him 3 figures

If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut

Keep your doors locked and your windows shut

Pussy ass fag stop staring at your phone

Drink whatever's left, kill the pussy, tombstone