This is a song about "Cell in my body"

Tactical, my brains cell are individual

A first rounder, y'all don't want a russell

This that pulpit, i’m hitting niggas with the gospel

Twisted in a cell popping pills from a bottle

When i die show no pity,put my body in crip city

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

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

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle

Been calmer than dahmer up in a prison cell

There is no where you can run your in the cell

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

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well

Left to fester in a prison cell

No shit! this is my daily hobby, it's all fucked up in my body//

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free