This is a song about "All cells"

Cuz i cant get high off that trash im blastin brain cells and this ass is

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

I burnt too many brain cells down,

It's just my soda mixed with brown

To what we doing here

All free, thats all me for real!

I used to have a nine to five

But shit it's all mine, at all times

Am i clear to you?picture me rollin' nigga, legitfree like o.j. all day

And i was born in a body caged in cells to stay afraid of being okay

I wish you luck and if you need me, call

Its all political this vote between us all

But a bullet through you would excel for the movement of cells

Nigga with too much to say, you might make a fool of yourself