This is a song about "Will"

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

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

All to have a shift in your will.

All to have a shift in your will.

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

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

Shall it be that this beautiful land will

Thinking he wont goddamnit he will

I'm gon remember her, but still

And i'm all that, hit the passenger door

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

Im the fresh prince like will

That's aids to the ill