This is a song about "Will pharell"

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

Its a fact, that i gotta murderous will

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

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that

I swear they think i'm crazy

Nothing you will say will faze me

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

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

Grew up in the jungle where it's killers at war

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

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

And if they all in your business then you don't need a twitter

Like a male version of lauryn hill

All to have a shift in your will.

That's aids to the ill

Im the fresh prince like will