This is a song about "Cell structure"

Cause i feed you well. every sneaker, hell

I know i'm forcing myself to escape my cell

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

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle

Witches evil spell, angry convict in the jail cell

Well that didn't go well, let us try to make it swell

Been calmer than dahmer up in a prison cell

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell

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

That plague the families, lack of structure, it's a dumping ground,

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

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

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

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

When i'm digging in her pussy, i'm never using a rubber