This is a song about "Cell respiration and photosynthesis"

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

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

Twisted in a cell popping pills from a bottle

It's only right we lose greatness at its pinnacle

Tactical, my brains cell are individual

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

I came through with diseased semen on my pen

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

Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone

Good evening, uhm, everybody listening

Goin' eighty on a freeway, then her cell phone's ringing,

Young and dumb as hell, businesses i'm running well

I got so many bars i feel like im in a jail cell

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

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