This is a song about "Red blood cells"

She don’t give her nigga head

And then i saw the red,

To be worrying about my brain cells now.

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

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

And any connotation is viewed many ways

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

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

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

To be worrying about my brain cells now. (x2)

Don’t let anger bleed blood red skies

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

Bitch, don't mess this up for yourself

No more prison and cells

Covered the room in splattered red,

You tryin hard to maintain, then go head