This is a song about "Well"

This is heaven on hell

Sayin' they wish that i was well

It's that crack, give you something to sell

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

Well, um, there's a but

Well aren't you getting fed up

You can hear the ocean real well.

True player, cory mo cold as hell

Outside i hear girls, birds chiming as well.

Hoping you well, i know it's hell

Well right after lightning comes thunder

And let them lames get your old number

Keep it on the low, never kiss and tell

Did you notice something wasn't playing quite well?

Well i was trying to write a rap to, well, amaze you

I guarantee our change whatever we go through