This is a song about "Animal cell"

I got rich from a little struggle

Bringing out the inner animal

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

No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell

You in to that animal stuff

And now it's clear as this promise

Its made me an animal

I'm modest, and humble

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

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

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well

There is no where you can run your in the cell

It doesn’t matter whether i’m locked up in a prison cell,

I gotta make it even if heaven or hell

Only getting high cuz we closer to hell

Nobody forgets their first time in a cell.