This is a song about "Plant cell"

I know i'm forcing myself to escape my cell

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

Im no angel, my hoes like a sega

Plant the bomb like petunia

Do this shit blowin up like a nuclear war plant

I'm wolf, tyler put this fucking knife in my hand

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

I'm hopped up on it, it won't go away

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

These wack bars imprison me like i'm raised in a cell,

Witches evil spell, angry convict in the jail cell

Cash and hell rell. zeek doin' 3, he even fell, hell

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle

And people don’t care if they’re locked up in a prison cell,

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

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