This is a song about "Cell respiration"

To drag his lying ass back to his padded cell

Cause i feed you well. every sneaker, hell

It doesn’t matter whether i’m locked up in a prison cell,

Cash and hell rell. zeek doin' 3, he even fell, hell

Been calmer than dahmer up in a prison cell

Niggas say goddamnniggas is funny as hell

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well

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

Tactical, my brains cell are individual

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

I got more bars than fully charged cell phones

If we ain't right and always at the throats

I gotta make it even if heaven or hell

Nobody forgets their first time in a cell.

And the only block he's reppin' is a h-block cell

Threw 70 bands, bet 50 stacks, oh fuckin well