This is a song about "A girl named sheree"

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

Hot like spain, run by a guy named satan

Thinking of the girl in my basement named mallory

And all women who had light features, see

But you must sell a tall tale of a dell and a florist named nel

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle

My all gold rolly or the

I met this girl named mariana

I got a friend named chris rent

Beach on the weekend

Shows to do, got record to sell

Learned to hustle from a guy named mel

By a crackhead named june

You can pick the next room