This is a song about "Animal cells"

I spit fire like a fire breathing animal

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion

Several's the number of cells that clever has slept in

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

Cannibal animal whose on the loose

Would to an animal he scores

Huh, a metaphor of course

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

You aint getting a piece of flesh,you herbivorous animal

You can become adaptable but the dumb animal

To all the sisters with ambition, i see your hustle

I'm the c.e.o. of diplomat records, i sign myself

So you can steal to feed yourself and be locked in prison cells,

Bringing out the inner animal

Lady at the frank stand will