This is a song about "Sickle cell"

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

No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell

Only getting high cuz we closer to hell

What you thought you was escapin welcome to your cell

And since my cell division i had to make a critical

Verizon dissed me too cause i was too political

Souls reaped with a studded sickle

With a honey in the middle

Left to fester in a prison cell

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

Couple broads wanna fuck, they should stay the night

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

Nobody forgets their first time in a cell.

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well

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