This is a song about "Animal cell"

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

I harvest like cannibal, i've turned into animal

Animal style my style is wild

Better leave it all behind

Its made me an animal

Lady at the frank stand will

Would to an animal he scores

And of course, my car's off course

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

I spit fire like a fire breathing animal

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Money is valuable, funny it's creates an animal,

Calling niggas really knowing they dont give a hell

Now all cuzza you i'm fuckin dying in this cell

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

Animal something unfathomable yet compatible