This is a song about "Cells organelles"

To be worrying about my brain cells now.

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

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

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

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

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

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

And i was born in a body caged in cells to stay afraid of being okay

Yeah two times on a sunday what a lil brotha gotta em goin one way

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

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

And kids spend their lives in the cells, and we're best safe,

Move like i’m walking with an open case

Right now, freestyle or write down, whatever

But then i find more errors than your cells spell checker