This is a song about "Human cells"

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

Illumined enough above human injustice.

How simple they are

Im a human meat eater

Undercover to free the human race,

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

Will somebody please show me how

To be worrying about my brain cells now.

I sell and eat human meat

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Put expressions in their music and create the face

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

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

By judgmental human beings, constantly reaching,

But then i find more errors than your cells spell checker

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for