This is a song about "Fresh"

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

Fresh peel after intersecting slides your glistening red

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success

I start everyday as a fresh

Walking around dodge heat like i'm fresh meat.

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

Im the fresh prince like will

Youre outta your nature while i here startin fresh

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

Enouph i still feel fresh

Carefree i don’t need the stress