This is a song about "Ben and phoebe"

But i'm not worried

And stop playing hide and seek,

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

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

And remember what i said and

But got comma’s in my statement

My only purpose in life to kill myself up on accident

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

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

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

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

I'm a gentlemen women tell me my wisdom is different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,