This is a song about "Courtney well"

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

You can hear the ocean real well.

Yeah, since i was a knee high

Destiney u laugh well should i

Calling niggas really knowing they dont give a hell

Did you notice something wasn't playing quite well?

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

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

Alas poor phenomenaldropper, i knew him well

Place no one above ya, sweet lady

Well you gotta know baby

It's that crack, give you something to sell

//getting a good mic soon hopefully as well,