Left to fester in a prison cell
Only getting high cuz we closer to hell
All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle
To drag his lying ass back to his padded cell
Tactical, my brains cell are individual
I think that i finally reached the pinnacle
And the only block he's reppin' is a h-block cell
Imitated out-of-toners wasn't going well
Verizon dissed me too cause i was too political
And since my cell division i had to make a critical
I got styles sick as hell, sicker than sickle cell anemia
Inside of the cage cause i'm a motherfuckin' zebra
Nobody forgets their first time in a cell.
Cash and hell rell. zeek doin' 3, he even fell, hell
I got more bars than fully charged cell phones
If we ain't right and always at the throats
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