This is a song about "All cells"

Pants get stone, we call it the breakdown

I burnt too many brain cells down,

Wasting all my creativity in all this complexity

New love is so beautiful. time just makes it ugly

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

To be worrying about my brain cells now. (x2)

And you wish your cells were sick like this

And i'll be rich if i get another diss

To love me at all at all

Now we must stand tall

To love me at all at all

Know you want me to fall

Finding-nemo-ass niggas get your life together

But then i find more errors than your cells spell checker

I burnt too many brain cells down,

Come wit me you'll smoke around