This is a song about "Cell theroy"

Witches evil spell, angry convict in the jail cell

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

A first rounder, y'all don't want a russell

Tactical, my brains cell are individual

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Twisted in a cell popping pills from a bottle

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle

To drag his lying ass back to his padded cell

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

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

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

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

There is no where you can run your in the cell

I was at the xxl just trying to excel

I know i'm forcing myself to escape my cell

I gotta make it even if heaven or hell