This is a song about "Cells"

I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion

Several's the number of cells that clever has slept in

But a bullet through you would excel for the movement of cells

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

So you can steal to feed yourself and be locked in prison cells,

I’m at the limit where i be amazing myself

To be worrying about my brain cells now. (x2)

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

But then i find more errors than your cells spell checker

And you wish your cells were sick like this

Crazy talking and foolish

Cuz i cant get high off that trash im blastin brain cells and this ass is

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

Im a bug under your skin, dig through your cells and let your body tick

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick