Play the Song Generator Quiz And i was born in a body caged in cells to stay afraid of being okay Yeah two times on a sunday what a lil brotha gotta em goin one way Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her But then i find more errors than your cells spell checker Cuz i can't get high off that trash im blastin brain cells and this a** is The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages Sweet, okay makes sense No more prison and cells Do not give a f** i've got the swagger of a virgin's dick Im a bug under your skin, dig through your cells and let your body tick Cuz if i get high of that trash im blastin brain cells and this a** is gra**!!! I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul a** I ain't looking in her eyes but her face And kids spend their lives in the cells, and we're best safe.......