This is a song about "Cell organelles"

I got more bars than fully charged cell phones

With my hand under oath, i recite these quotes

Zoned out face in a cell phone - imprisoned

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

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

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

We've condemned them, locked. in a cell of consumerism,the american dream.

A king's assassination is why most often fear the hell

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

Or in the cell in your jail, say your hello, from it

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

Witches evil spell, angry convict in the jail cell

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

What you thought you was escapin welcome to your cell

Calling niggas really knowing they dont give a hell