This is a song about "Cell organelles and basketball"

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

Snakes ain't got enough nuts to replace mesittin in this, livin hell, listenin to niggas yell

Showing my skills like i'm playing basketball on the court

Inspired by that ganja most 9-to-5ers just can't afford

What you thought you was escapin welcome to your cell

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

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

And people don’t care if they’re locked up in a prison cell,

Threw 70 bands, bet 50 stacks, oh fuckin well

There is no where you can run your in the cell

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well

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

Been calmer than dahmer up in a prison cell

Calling niggas really knowing they dont give a hell