This is a song about "Will westcott"

That's aids to the ill

The lady loves her will.

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

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

Cause i will always know that my life will be incomplete,

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still

Thinking he wont goddamnit he will

Thinking he wont goddamnit he will

I'm gon remember her, but still

I used to be the most humble until

No matter how hard it gets, i will

Uhh, and i'm ill

Im the fresh prince like will