This is a song about "Ana in russia"

Ben's left in the dust wallowin in defeat

But little old me with the few facts that i speak

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

Sittin in someones den in some denim,

And when my eyes looking like a nigga tired

In every thought, in every word

Girl listen, trying to position

See i walked in while she creeped in.

He's in the books he's in the cites

Been spending most our lives

Rest in peace in my loving memory

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

She can make a pimp fall in love

Toddlers in tiaras,

But you know what

Stuck in the in the tub,