This is a song about "Sickle cell"

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

Yo i've been flowin since i was twelve and locked in a cell

Tactical, my brains cell are individual

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I got styles sick as hell, sicker than sickle cell anemia

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

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

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

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

I know i'm forcing myself to escape my cell

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

Niggas say goddamnniggas is funny as hell

Cause i feed you well. every sneaker, hell

There is no where you can run your in the cell

A scythe in my left hand and a sickle in the right

Like whenever i look up, i'm expecting the light