This is a song about "Cell function"

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

Some friendly advice-use their energy as urs to function with

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

To drag his lying ass back to his padded cell

Nobody forgets their first time in a cell.

True player, cory mo cold as hell

Zoned out face in a cell phone - imprisoned

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

Semetex said we’re good, and we’re good then

Locked up in a cell ain't have no cake for them

Girl i know you want a piece of my function

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Bleedin through colors til my mind can't function

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

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

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell