This is a song about "Hazing will comence"

And i won't be lyin' when i say i’m a sick rapper

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

All to have a shift in your will.

Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill

Wrapped in plastic the acid, erased all tracescriminal tactics the rap game

Never again will i complain because i will have hopefully overcome disdain,

All i need is bad hoes, all these niggas gon' rat

I will rise, i will get out of this trap/

Summer time, different shore

You will love me, you will shout for more

I'm curious jorge, fuck what dem whores say

Will i attack? or will i decay?

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Thinking he wont goddamn it he will

Will i make it in time? will i even the score?

Might as well, mix it up. im a fashion whore