This is a song about "Ben and tim"

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

And for enemies or faggot emcees vote for ben vote whoever you want him to win

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

In the back of the crown v, its me, ben, and speedy

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

Took the van, went snatch her

Grab the scissors and saws and

This is something different

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

Perhaps i'm a writer like him, but ben with no kim or kin

His a very hard rival you little ben

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

Rails n nails in the air, slow mo, like snails & tim dale's speech impediment.

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk