This is a song about "Cells and functions"

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

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

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

Cause i can't seem to hear myself

No more prison and cells

I fear no opponent

Grab the scissors and saws and

Cuz if i get high of that trash im blastin brain cells and this ass is grass!!!

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass

Outerworlds fall, stop in cells and make

I can tell you that this tape

But then i find more errors than your cells spell checker

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

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

I'm the c.e.o. of diplomat records, i sign myself