This is a song about "Cell theory"

I know i'm forcing myself to escape my cell

Only getting high cuz we closer to hell

Put expressions in their music and create the face

Colosseum cell bars, 2 men enter no space

I function with you and you flaunt your pistol

Twisted in a cell popping pills from a bottle

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

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

This is like riding through the city

I'm still heading toward my twang theory

I’m a blood motherfucker, nothing new to tell

Witches evil spell, angry convict in the jail cell

Nigga trying to live like hova, but well

Been calmer than dahmer up in a prison cell

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

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel