This is a song about "Cell organelles and basketball"

Nobody forgets their first time in a cell.

Like dammit you the shit you do it so well

Calling niggas really knowing they dont give a hell

Witches evil spell, angry convict in the jail cell

Well i'd go back to my cell raise hell and get in my zone,

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

While scheming on hits

Basketball without rim shillings

I can't play basketball like michael jordan did

I can you straighten you out when we twisted

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

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

Colosseum cell bars, 2 men enter no space

Put expressions in their music and create the face

To all the sisters with ambition, i see your hustle

Tactical, my brains cell are individual