This is a song about "Few"

Skeptical soldier, a man of few words,

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

I was dealt a few blows, i felt a few lows

Sipping on some mountain dew, cones i've had a few

If it wasn't bad enough your labels are hoeing you

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Seen some shit shed a few tears,

Mic'ing few miles fitting the backstreet

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

My ambitious girl, i won't forget you

I'm like the glue to my crew, the undead few

Intellectual war that few can clash with,

Tryin' to celebrate my independence day, will smith