This is a song about "Hazing will comence"

Loud pack, i propel. burgandy, out to kill

Until i die or latinos will.

If its not couture, i will not go to her

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

Will i attack? or will i decay?

He’s comin', that's what these hoes say

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

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

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

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

All to have a shift in your will.

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

Its a fact, that i gotta murderous will

She ever fuck around, she will make a nigga kill

Nothing you will say will faze me

I got bigger problems baby