This is a song about "Willing slavery"

Seems like a threat but im willing to bet

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Have that consistence drive long as your motor’s running

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

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that

And don't admit, unless you're willing to commit,

Complexion from heaven don't be bleaching your shit

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

It's pie in the sky and there's bodies on the cement

Im willing to invest,tell me to to stop i will suggest,

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

Through slavery and doing years of confinement

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Rapping i must sound like einstein willing

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

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