This is a song about "You used to call me on my cell phone"

And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone

Everyday calling my mom on her cellular phone.

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say

Zoned out face in a cell phone - imprisoned

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

She like, girl you wrong running away from home

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

Pirelli on my tires, call me 6 bands

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone

I fought back, now my parents are on the phone

Girlfriends, groupies, then i'm all alone

You can't even scan, your fans are downloading you

You wna call me shit then ill call you shit to