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

I'm in love with your business

And you wish your cells were sick like this

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

Outerworlds fall, stop in cells and make

You're a drag queen with european genes

We all dream one day we be kings and queens

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

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

Cuz if i get high of that trash im blastin brain cells and this ass is grass!!!

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass

To be worrying about my brain cells now. (x2)

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

Everytime you come around

I burnt too many brain cells down,

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

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