This is a song about "Ben jones"

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Its so crazy jones and az, its so lovely sippin on bubbly

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Obviously detective with it, got em jones in like barnaby

Of impactful things one can ask for

And be found, deep down, in davey jones locker.

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

Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again

He's a mixture of mathers, jones, and lamont coleman,

I ain't really into sports, that's just where i'm from

I fucked my whore than stabbed her in the heart, like im an indian from indiana jones,

Yeah, broken ass bones, and shattered hearts, faggots follow faggots like theyr fuckin clones,

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

Put it on everything, history i'mma make