This is a song about "Ben ashworth"

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

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

I'm trynna make a couple million off my ambition

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

Got her laughing like a joke from ben stiller,

To the homestead suites to drink liquor

You swear the bitch was plantedmy lyrics motivate the planetit's similar to rhythm nation

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

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

Black tear compliment my black lips in the lamborghini

We would like to call this an appreciation tape

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

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them

His a very hard rival you little ben