This is a song about "Will gordon"

Never again will i complain because i will have hopefully overcome disdain,

These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same

Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still

Thinking he wont goddamnit he will

Uhh, and i'm ill

The lady loves her will.

But the music will stop and all the lyrics will be said

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

Bought a brand new car for my after party

Will i conquer, or will it get the best of me?

For real, a nigga ill

Im the fresh prince like will

Thinking he wont goddamnit he will

She sing, model, and dance, but can't sit still

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

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