This is a song about "Cell membrane"

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,

To drag his lying ass back to his padded cell

I was at the xxl just trying to excel

Show me some happiness again, i'm going blindi spend my time in this cell, ain't living well

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

Life's based upon what i'mma do today

You lost your membrane along the way,

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

I know i'm forcing myself to escape my cell

Fucked up in the membrane my brain calls it rape

Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

Dysfunctional membrane, louder jet been, under the radar not seen

Cash and hell rell. zeek doin' 3, he even fell, hell

Witches evil spell, angry convict in the jail cell