This is a song about "The cell cycle"

We all dream one day we be kings and queens

And breaking the cycle not following your genes

Repeated the cycle so many times i forgot the trial

My nephew looking at me cause his daddy is his idol

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

I gotta make it even if heaven or hell

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

Best adapt to the, cycle its like rain, we like pain

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

And this cycle will never stop. what the fuck,

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

I used to be a mugger, then i got out of the cycle

When on a mike man i can spit, until the cycle says thats it

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

But its true who knew the rude dude in blue from cell two

I guarantee our change whatever we go through