This is a song about "Will cronin"

10 kids will go to college and 8 will drop out

The game's got cancer, i radiate the crowd

All to have a shift in your will.

For real, a nigga ill

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

Cause i will always know that my life will be incomplete,

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Will leave a banner on your noggin that will sting and will linger

The third one is mixed, white and black

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

You see i gotta go to war

You will love me, you will shout for more

Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still

Thinking he wont goddamn it he will

Loud pack, i propel. burgandy, out to kill

Reaping the humans of leaps of good will