This is a song about "Body cell"

Young and dumb as hell, businesses i'm running well

Nobody forgets their first time in a cell.

Only getting high cuz we closer to hell

To drag his lying ass back to his padded cell

These wack bars imprison me like i'm raised in a cell,

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

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

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

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

I got more bars than fully charged cell phones

And bad bitches give me head and tell

Left to fester in a prison cell

Colosseum cell bars, 2 men enter no space

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

Goin' eighty on a freeway, then her cell phone's ringing,

That's why i'm shaking my head when you rap dissing