This is a song about "Will and marcus"

Cuz you will get stomped and trampled.

And bijies like im out and

And death, beaten will decay

For us to find our way

I've been used for trade and laid by soldiers against my will,

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

But since whitley gilbert and jada pinkett my world been different

Like fuckin marcus camby, i'm delonte west, lebron moms getting fucked

Just to make it in this broadway lights

And soon you will be making shrines

And the people will forget you

My home girl told me i got an issue

Think smart padawan and your paper will stack

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

By evil thoughts and ordeals, plots splotched with poor will