This is a song about "Cell theroy"

Been calmer than dahmer up in a prison cell

Only getting high cuz we closer to hell

Or in the cell in your jail, say your hello, from it

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

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

What you thought you was escapin welcome to your cell

Twisted in a cell popping pills from a bottle

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

But first you must act like a lapel and fit inside a nacelle to escape from this cell

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

Since she wasn't really cribbing to his living

Goin' eighty on a freeway, then her cell phone's ringing,

Locked up in a cell ain't have no cake for them

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

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

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