This is a song about "Hazing will comence"

Reaping the humans of leaps of good will

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

Im the fresh prince like will

Uhh, and i'm ill

Or something that you paid for

You will love me, you will shout for more

Thinking he wont goddamnit he will

I used to be the most humble until

All to have a shift in your will.

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

Until i die or latinos will.

Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Will i die in my sleep or will i die of cancer

The lady loves her will.

That's aids to the ill