This is a song about "Functions of cell organelles"

We've condemned them, locked. in a cell of consumerism,the american dream.

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

Witches evil spell, angry convict in the jail cell

Colosseum cell bars, 2 men enter no space

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

There is no where you can run your in the cell

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well

Calling niggas really knowing they dont give a hell

To drag his lying ass back to his padded cell

Given her the tlc i'll never creep then

Locked up in a cell ain't have no cake for them

Been calmer than dahmer up in a prison cell

Well that didn't go well, let us try to make it swell

I got styles sick as hell, sicker than sickle cell anemia

Inside of the cage cause i'm a motherfuckin' zebra