This is a song about "Get well"

Well ima subdue the beast get a clue

Don't 'nar confuse, i ain't a friend of you

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

Is low and is only get worsed you might as well be under a curses

No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell

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

Make it home round some like 6, to eat well and get fat on some pun-type shit

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Eat well, get fat, young cats stack digits

Well im the judge your the try to rhyme and get me to budge when you lose dont hold a grudge,

And don't be mad just because i've grasped my potential and you haven't savage,

Saying i'm wack well he's the next liar to get his fuckin' neck wired

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

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