This is a song about "A btoken well"

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

Dear dad a failure of patience/ congratulations/ my observations serve me well/

Fuck a church slut well not really she just slurped nuts,

European model white bitch is eating donuts

They say life's a beach, well it's a bitch to me.

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

You got a baby boy or girl in there

Wrote well, spoke well, no murder in a motel,

Yo, i know, it's been a hell of a day,and, well,

I'm like the man on mars; i'm high as hell

You claim your life a maze? well duh, you're a lab rat

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

Sewer hell, skewered well... flow wet, screw a well

My uncle doing life, inside prison he wasn't wrapped too tight

Got these niggas in a sandwich, might as well take a bite