This is a song about "Will ibbott"

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

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

All to have a shift in your will.

Like a male version of lauryn hill

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Thinking he wont goddamnit he will

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

No matter how hard it gets, i will

Thinking he wont goddamn it he will

I used to be the most humble until

Double m-g not to mention we got that

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

I'm gon remember her, but still

Until i die or latinos will.

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

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that