This is a song about "Maxwell williams"

Thinking he wont goddamn it he will

She sing, model, and dance, but can't sit still

The lady loves her will.

Uhh, and i'm ill

Then died hard like bruce willis, though the death with not insisted

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

Looks like she can't get enough of zack

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

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

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

I used to want to be the messiah of rap

Its true im zack and im going to attack with the bat.

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

Will i attack? or will i decay?

How i think about you every day