This is a song about "Human cells"

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

By judgmental human beings, constantly reaching,

That no human can resist

I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift

I’m at the limit where i be amazing myself

But a bullet through you would excel for the movement of cells

Off jump boo, cudi give you funk

Yea... the human race, magnificent,

Low income no bills getting paid

Eat human flesh rare as steak

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

But then i find more errors than your cells spell checker

Silly human i ain't normal

Cause this album pack enough evil