This is a song about "Ben can t catch a football"

Come and stay with me, oh, where i live? the mall

Thowin around bombs worse then ponder with a football,

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

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

My arsenal, makes for an awesome show

I catch a cold from my fridgid flow,

Catch me writing offensive lyrics, catch you with a purse

My kicks like my chick, i don’t need to know the numbers

A dollar might turn to a million and we all rich that's just how i feel

Punt her like a football 'till my hoof leg goes numb. my oh my, what do we here?

If i catch her i can fuck her in the cunt

Unify them, mob through, take over and