This is a song about "Will graham"

Reaping the humans of leaps of good will

This rozay, wale, gunplay, and that nigga pill

Thinking he wont goddamnit he will

Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still

Will i make it in time? will i even the score?

Might as well, mix it up. im a fashion whore

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

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

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

We never tattle, let god handle that

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Will i die in my sleep or will i die of cancer

I'm gon remember her, but still

Im the fresh prince like will

Its a fact, that i gotta murderous will

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