This is a song about "Windows phone"

Framed stain-glass windows with white widows closing in/

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

I miss hearing your voice over the phone

Gets older, bolder, and cold cause he's left alone

And don't you bring your camera phone

Playing with fire is a danger zone

On my way back home

Stop blowin up my phone

Everyday calling my mom on her cellular phone.

Even if i roll i'm a forever going to be home

Lookin out the plane windows

Every night i stroke hoes

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

'cause late in the night she'll be stoning my windows

My window is a book and i'm a fuckin' crook

Keep your doors locked and your windows secured,