This is a song about "White cell"

There is no where you can run your in the cell

Threw 70 bands, bet 50 stacks, oh fuckin well

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

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

I know i'm forcing myself to escape my cell

Cause i feed you well. every sneaker, hell

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

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

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

I got more bars than fully charged cell phones

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

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

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

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle

Been calmer than dahmer up in a prison cell

Niggas say goddamnniggas is funny as hell