This is a song about "Well you"

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

And if you did the same, you wouldn't feel so well.

Well, you better be rich

I'm ballin bitch, you stallin bitch

Well tonite you will cz i fuckingsez so

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

Well its between you and dad

The door crack, niggas all black

When i arrive the whole town gets sunny

Well fuck you, but not literally

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

Things you crave well mines my check!!!!

Well that didn't go well, let us try to make it swell

I'm boney boney leave me aloney you know me well

I try to be the guy, you think about

Well, either that or have you laid out