This is a song about "Animal cell"

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well

And people don’t care if they’re locked up in a prison cell,

Left to fester in a prison cell

Only getting high cuz we closer to hell

Cause i feed you well. every sneaker, hell

These wack bars imprison me like i'm raised in a cell,

Throwing and animal while rowing casual

A first rounder, y'all don't want a russell

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

Animal something unfathomable yet compatible

Would to an animal he scores

Huh, a metaphor of course

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

A rap cannibal, cannabis consuming loopy animal.

You in to that animal stuff

Mama always told me i’d be famous