This is a song about "Ben eryes dj weed joints"

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

Say i’m destined for fame, well i am very afraid

Pack the bong up with buds and pack the joints with leaf

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

That shit must be a dj thing

I ain't with the talking

(intro: dj double a)

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

As i light one for ill will

My dj cuts material....

Shaking their ass when dj plays this

Pop, pop bottles on all these bitches