This is a song about "Eukaryotes"

There is no where you can run your in the cell

People say i am a tinker bell

And people don’t care if they’re locked up in a prison cell,

At a high scale naw they're not for sale, so sinister its straight from hell

Now all cuzza you i'm fuckin dying in this cell

And so its inwards to the vineyards of my mind i dwell,