This is a song about "Cell structure and function"

He thinks aw, forget it, its so insignificant and little

And since my cell division i had to make a critical

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Bleedin through colors til my mind can't function

True player, cory mo cold as hell

Left to fester in a prison cell

Luda moved digits after he moved bitches

Form follows function, so watch who you diss

Makes no sense but my two cents are dispensed off the head with no structure

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Violence, crime, famine, lack of structure, poverty,

To drag his lying ass back to his padded cell

Niggas say goddamnniggas is funny as hell

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

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