This is a song about "Fresh"

Baby i’mma mess, mess

That bitch fresh at rich flesh

Im the fresh prince like will

That's aids to the ill

And before the sun came up, he was gone

Got some fresh dug gold, that imma pawn,

Thinking you dope , thinking you fresh,

And i'm a just take another guess

All black everthing on some jigga shit

Fresh gang and ymk about to kiiiiiiill it!

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Walking around dodge heat like i'm fresh meat.

Freddy, are you ready, we heavy, fresh buddha,

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh