This is a song about "Will graham"

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

Thinking he wont goddamnit he will

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

Cause i'm ill bitch, they couldn’t make a pill for the rap

All to have a shift in your will.

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

Will i attack? or will i decay?

Foreplay rewardin' her on her long day

Like a male version of lauryn hill

Thinking he wont goddamn it he will

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

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

The lady loves her will.

For real, a nigga ill

Wrapped in plastic the acid, erased all tracescriminal tactics the rap game

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