This is a song about "Will fishwick"

The lady loves her will.

For real, a nigga ill

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

Thinking he wont goddamnit he will

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

Thinking he wont goddamn it he will

Reaping the humans of leaps of good will

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

Shall it be that this beautiful land will

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

I used to be the most humble until

All to have a shift in your will.

And i ain't tripping, my only competition’s the mirror

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

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Its a fact, that i gotta murderous will