This is a song about "Cell mem"

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

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

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

I’m a blood motherfucker, nothing new to tell

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

Yo i've been flowin since i was twelve and locked in a cell

Zoned out face in a cell phone - imprisoned

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

Witches evil spell, angry convict in the jail cell

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

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

My raps affect the darker side like sickle cell anemia,

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well

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

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

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well