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

And breaking the cycle not following your genes

This is not somethin that i wrote for tha queens

Early adapters agree they all late

Outerworlds fall, stop in cells and make

Clutchin’ on this lube and roses

And you wish your cells were sick like this

No more prison and cells

And if you pay for that yourself

It's the estate dream, written in our genes

Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either

Before i was a fetus, had the genes of a leader

Having my up and downs, it's in the genes, yes

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

I got a semi rapper in ma genes

We all kings, give anything to my soft queens