This is a song about "Sickle cell"

Tactical, my brains cell are individual

To make karma come faster than she normally will

A king's assassination is why most often fear the hell

I got so many bars i feel like im in a jail cell

Zoned out face in a cell phone - imprisoned

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

Locked up in a cell ain't have no cake for them

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

Witches evil spell, angry convict in the jail cell

Souls reaped with a studded sickle

I'm the best, even when i'm cynical

What you thought you was escapin welcome to your cell

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well

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

Been calmer than dahmer up in a prison cell