This is a song about "Body cell"

When things went wrong we'd blame mamai reminisce on the stress i caused, it was hell

I thank you for making me who i am starting with every little cell

Well that didn't go well, let us try to make it swell

To drag his lying ass back to his padded cell

And since my cell division i had to make a critical

Sex is just a weapon, i can leave you wet from this pistol

I came through with diseased semen on my pen

Locked up in a cell ain't have no cake for them

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle

Yo i've been flowin since i was twelve and locked in a cell

I know i'm forcing myself to escape my cell

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well

I got more bars than fully charged cell phones

Funny, right? ha-ha, this shit's jokes

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

Zoned out face in a cell phone - imprisoned