This is a song about "Cell cycle process"

With psychological problems i live a constant cycle

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Now i don’t know if you was trying to check

If change is a process, i'm on the last step/

I'd rather hold two bisons while riding a uni cycle

Trying to keep his head up while his eyes are in the bible

To drag his lying ass back to his padded cell

I’m a blood motherfucker, nothing new to tell

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

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

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Where the process projects the problematic progress

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

Nobody forgets their first time in a cell.

If they startcuz it's all about survival

For why things were always in a cycle