This is a song about "Gametes cells haploid diploid genes"

Nigga with too much to say, you might make a fool of yourself

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

But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

You're a drag queen with european genes

Can barely walk the city streets

It's the estate dream, written in our genes

Womanizing to say the least

Got the genes of a fiend

But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

See, mel made a couple milli sellin’ jesus passion

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

I burnt too many brain cells down,

I'mma catch you next time around