This is a song about "White cell"

I was at the xxl just trying to excel

I know i'm forcing myself to escape my cell

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

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

Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again

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

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

These wack bars imprison me like i'm raised in a cell,

When things went wrong we'd blame mamai reminisce on the stress i caused, it was hell

I thank you for making me who i am starting with every little cell

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

Or in the cell in your jail, say your hello, from it

I’m a blood motherfucker, nothing new to tell

It doesn’t matter whether i’m locked up in a prison cell,

Been calmer than dahmer up in a prison cell

Cause i feed you well. every sneaker, hell