This is a song about "Lou will"

For real, a nigga ill

All to have a shift in your will.

10 kids will go to college and 8 will drop out

Y'all be in love, like the howard crowd

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

The lady loves her will.

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

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

Thinking he wont goddamn it he will

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

Nothing you will say will faze me

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Forevermore i will be here and nevermore will the haters be hardcore

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store