This is a song about "Daniel smith"

You gotta chill bitch, you're wilder than will smith

Hypnotized the masses behind versace glasses

We dont die, starin down the barrel of a smith & wesson

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Yeah, waiting for a change to come

One shot out of my new smith and wesson

I was so young, raised in the streets of fort smith, homegrown

Better than college, after that, students home

My fists are weapons, don't need the smith and wesson,

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

And me? i'm fresh prince, i'm will smith to the hood.

Body bad as hell, her vagina is heaven

Nerds are testing, hit 'em when i switch to smith and wesson,

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

As god as my witness, this will smith spit real shit