This is a song about "Cells"

Because it's hard trying to pay the bills when you're by yourself

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

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

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

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!!!

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

Never will i ever utter never to myself

Cause everytime you come around

I burnt too many brain cells down,

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

Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit

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

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