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

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

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

So if i'm not clubbing, don't think i'm on some jerk shit

Instead of listening to a dj do it

That shit must be a dj thing

Let my angel sing

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

Let the music speak when he's the dj

I came through with diseased semen on my pen

His a very hard rival you little ben

Spliffin joints of weed and you can see that i'm addicted

Got heat super freak rick james ya bitch, leave a stain & shit

Gotta front me a brick, that ain’t nothin’ to you

Abused, used to two joints to to get through