This is a song about "Plant cells and their organelles"

Upon people and their banners

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

I just want somebody i can see

Their future and it's uncertainty,

Outerworlds fall, stop in cells and make

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

Because it's hard trying to pay the bills when you're by yourself

So you can steal to feed yourself and be locked in prison cells,

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

Im a bug under your skin, dig through your cells and let your body tick

And everybody knows their name

I ain't interested in fame

The third one is mixed, white and black

Their topics are weak and their rhymes are whack,

Plant my lyrical seed ,and watch my flow sprout, got that dope sound,

Girl you’re gonna want another round, another round