This is a song about "Cells and functions"

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

Of life, harm my bodily functions to be precise

She got me caught up in the moment

Grab the scissors and saws and

But then i find more errors than your cells spell checker

I can't throw no ones, only tens or better

I burnt too many brain cells down,

Then get out your seat and jump around

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

I give him a helpin' hand, bring him out to thugz mansion

I don't respect no brain cells unless we talkin' that saliva spit

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

Fall in love with defeat, throw my endeavors on the shelf

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

And remember what i said and

But nah, he is quite different