This is a song about "Will begg"

Im the fresh prince like will

That's aids to the ill

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

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

Thinking he wont goddamn it he will

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

I will bring you the sunshine , i will comfort your fears

Shall it be that this beautiful land will

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

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

? all white but the phantom is all black

The game's got cancer, i radiate the crowd

10 kids will go to college and 8 will drop out

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

All to have a shift in your will.