This is a song about "Egg cells"

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

With tight ill, crack ya head like when an egg drop

Cause i can't seem to see myself

No more prison and cells

I'll shove egg yolks down your throat till you croak

And i be good til the fat woman sing a note

He just throws it around

I burnt too many brain cells down,

But then i find more errors than your cells spell checker

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

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

But in the midst of all this anger and this angstnever once did you heard me say

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