This is a song about "Will goldsmith"

Nothing you will say will faze me

She going to borrow some money

What the feigns say, few roaches you need spray

Will i attack? or will i decay?

All to have a shift in your will.

Like a male version of lauryn hill

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

Thinking he wont goddamnit he will

Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet

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

Yes, yes! motherfuckers, i certainly will

Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still

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

For real, a nigga ill

The lady loves her will.