This is a song about "Cell theory"

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

Tactical, my brains cell are individual

What you thought you was escapin welcome to your cell

Like dammit you the shit you do it so well

Calling niggas really knowing they dont give a hell

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

Why are we immersed in a theory of heaven?

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well

There is no where you can run your in the cell

These wack bars imprison me like i'm raised in a cell,

Only getting high cuz we closer to hell

Left to fester in a prison cell

Nigga trying to live like hova, but well

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

Because then you will awake in a motel, well better yet a cell