This is a song about "Cell replication"

I got more bars than fully charged cell phones

Funny, right? ha-ha, this shit's jokes

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

Zoned out face in a cell phone - imprisoned

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.

I'm throwin around broads playing monkey in the middle

And since my cell division i had to make a critical

Locked up in a cell ain't have no cake for them

Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again

Like dammit you the shit you do it so well

What you thought you was escapin welcome to your cell

Left to fester in a prison cell

Only getting high cuz we closer to hell

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

Witches evil spell, angry convict in the jail cell