This is a song about "How cells work"

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

But i got a rusty pin and i know how to work the lock,

I'm why baby fathers kirk

Puttin in work, to much work,

Put expressions in their music and create the face

And kids spend their lives in the cells, and we're best safe,

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

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

Unassertive pussies cant keep work

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

Its so murderous and impervious how i work my wrist

So the right to have these women, i'm entitled to their interest

I don't respect no brain cells unless we talkin' that saliva spit

And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit