This is a song about "Body cell"

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

Shit, i use the same line, like i did again

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

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Your words engraved on my body

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

They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell

Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith

Colosseum cell bars, 2 men enter no space

What you thought you was escapin welcome to your cell

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

Keep it on the low, never kiss and tell

There is no where you can run your in the cell

Overspread my whole body

Smoking on a marley