This is a song about "Cell division"

There is no where you can run your in the cell

No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell

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

Like dammit you the shit you do it so well

Cause i feed you well. every sneaker, hell

Witches evil spell, angry convict in the jail cell

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

To drag his lying ass back to his padded cell

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

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

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

And since my cell division i had to make a critical

Colosseum cell bars, 2 men enter no space

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

Left to fester in a prison cell

Imitated out-of-toners wasn't going well