This is a song about "Ben and jerry"

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

And kill yourself and your clique

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

"whatever is fair" but i ain't no jerry butler

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

But i got more tricks up my sleeves then fucking ben ten

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

And a fridge and some broccoli

Some niggas sayin’ bullsh-t but they don’t be important

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Grab the scissors and saws and

I ain't trying to be ignorant

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

But ben i don't don't think you realize what's at stake

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold