This is a song about "Animal cells clean"

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

Milk her out like a fucking animal/

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

Cannibal animal whose on the loose

Got an independent business mind

Animal style my style is wild

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

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

My name is timb aka thomas crown

I burnt too many brain cells down,

To this dude u meet, u a wild animal

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

My animal instinct, will tear you to ballistics

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

I would keep the screams to myself you filthy animal

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will