This is a song about "Ben and tim"

I’m way harder than the concrete

And kill yourself and your clique

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

And a fridge and some broccoli

She was the queen of the club

Tim fuckin duncan, posting up

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Look, i just want to make you better

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Good kids make bad grown ups

Social conditioning and

And get caught, in the moment