This is a song about "Will farrel"

Yes, yes! motherfuckers, i certainly will

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

Thinking he wont goddamnit he will

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that

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

All to have a shift in your will.

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

Im the fresh prince like will

Uhh, and i'm ill

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

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Thinking he wont goddamn it he will

Like a male version of lauryn hill