This is a song about "Cell lysosomes"

And since my cell division i had to make a critical

Take a couple bits, bitch kibbles, bitch i gotta riddle

Because then you will awake in a motel, well better yet a cell

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

Witches evil spell, angry convict in the jail cell

I’m a blood motherfucker, nothing new to tell

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

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

It's only right we lose greatness at its pinnacle

Tactical, my brains cell are individual

Nigga trying to live like hova, but well

I know i'm forcing myself to escape my cell

Fire starter put me anywhere i just blaze

Colosseum cell bars, 2 men enter no space

Well that didn't go well, let us try to make it swell

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