This is a song about "Cell cyle"

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well

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

Been calmer than dahmer up in a prison cell

I gotta make it even if heaven or hell

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

Zoned out face in a cell phone - imprisoned

Tactical, my brains cell are individual

It's only right we lose greatness at its pinnacle

What you thought you was escapin welcome to your cell

Only getting high cuz we closer to hell

Imitated out-of-toners wasn't going well

To drag his lying ass back to his padded cell

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

There is no where you can run your in the cell

Nobody forgets their first time in a cell.

Calling niggas really knowing they dont give a hell