This is a song about "Malaria and sickle cell anemia"

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

I can confess that i used a hammer and sickle for defense

Nigga trying to live like hova, but well

There is no where you can run your in the cell

Sick of these flees jockin me, seem to be dogs with malaria!

Inside of the cage cause i'm a motherfuckin' zebra

And the only block he's reppin' is a h-block cell

I gotta make it even if heaven or hell

Cause i feed you well. every sneaker, hell

To drag his lying ass back to his padded cell

Witches evil spell, angry convict in the jail cell

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well

I know i'm forcing myself to escape my cell

Young and dumb as hell, businesses i'm running well

It doesn’t matter whether i’m locked up in a prison cell,