This is a song about "Will yougooutwithme"

Thinking he wont goddamnit he will

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

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy

Nothing you will say will faze me

That's aids to the ill

Im the fresh prince like will

We never tattle, let god handle that

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

Until i die or latinos will.

Like a male version of lauryn hill

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

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

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

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap