This is a song about "Cell divison"

I know i'm forcing myself to escape my cell

Keep it on the low, never kiss and tell

Show me some happiness again, i'm going blindi spend my time in this cell, ain't living well

But first you must act like a lapel and fit inside a nacelle to escape from this cell

Tactical, my brains cell are individual

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Eighty percent of kids are listening to y'all shit

Or in the cell in your jail, say your hello, from it

Zoned out face in a cell phone - imprisoned

Shawty feinding for love, i be feeding her lust

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

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

My raps affect the darker side like sickle cell anemia,

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Left to fester in a prison cell

Only getting high cuz we closer to hell