This is a song about "Fresh m"

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Youre outta your nature while i here startin fresh

I'mma let you hang chick

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

Ima tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

I start everyday as a fresh

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

Cause we fresh on the game

And i put that on my name

That's aids to the ill

Im the fresh prince like will

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

"m sorry but m future life must be pleasant and ur no better than a peasant"

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend