This is a song about "All cells"

My game tighter than bitches that ain't fuck in forever

But then i find more errors than your cells spell checker

And you wish your cells were sick like this

They for grossing a bigger business

Its all political this vote between us all

I'm the prototype with a godly protocol

But shit it's all mine, at all times

Cause then i’m throwing peace signs

To be worrying about my brain cells now.

Will somebody please show me how

Several's the number of cells that clever has slept in

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

Just ya picture though, you still taped in a lake

Outerworlds fall, stop in cells and make

Here i go again, falling in love again

In-spite all this drama all this pain