This is a song about "All cells"

Im a bug under your skin, dig through your cells and let your body tick

If no one's there to listen guess i'll put it in the music

I'm modest, and humble

All hopes unreachable

To be worrying about my brain cells now.

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

All say they in the game,all liars,all lame.

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

But shit it's all mine, at all times

Then put it into sex drive

Quietly becoming a top tier

All free, thats all me for real!

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Wasting all my creativity in all this complexity

And you wish your cells were sick like this

No girlfriends, i know a lot of bitches