This is a song about "Will farrell"

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

The lady loves her will.

Thinking he wont goddamn it he will

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

Im the fresh prince like will

Thinking he wont goddamnit he will

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

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

Rich off of grammer like i'm managing frasier, cheers

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

Easily leo da vinci when i piece in a picture

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Yes, yes! motherfuckers, i certainly will

Its a fact, that i gotta murderous will

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