This is a song about "A well"

Well i'm not a mortal man, so how you feeling buddy?

They giving pounds and that before get the money

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

Now this is what i call an evening

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

Whatever you like, it's whatever tonight

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

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

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

Far from alarmed, i just part wit my problems

When they here today what you say to them

Well quit calling me a white rapper then.

I was at the xxl just trying to excel

My uncle was a crip he taught me real well

Oh well, i guess you're taught a message and live and learn,

My life accelerated, but had to wait my turn