This is a song about "Willing"

Of willing to aim, a gun, to your forehead, its not fun, to wish you were dead.

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

When i'm ready and willing to take all of this cancer pain for her.

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Got a helping hand and i'm willing to lend it

Am i clear to you?picture me rollin' nigga, legitfree like o.j. all day

Willing, gotta hand in blackjack so you know i'm dealing. they call me hustler j,

So if there's any midget willing to tackle the king

So that make you a queen, surviving anything

What i'm willing to do

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

Willing to take a risk?

Young, handsome and focused