This is a song about "Cell divison"

And the only block he's reppin' is a h-block cell

Like dammit you the shit you do it so well

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

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

Left to fester in a prison cell

Threw 70 bands, bet 50 stacks, oh fuckin well

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well

Now all cuzza you i'm fuckin dying in this cell

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

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle

Witches evil spell, angry convict in the jail cell

This is oh so much like getting votes

I got more bars than fully charged cell phones

I got styles sick as hell, sicker than sickle cell anemia

Inside of the cage cause i'm a motherfuckin' zebra