This is a song about "Ben marx"

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

That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight

And all women who had light features, see

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

Got her laughing like a joke from ben stiller,

Throw up your motherfuckin middle finger

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

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

His a very hard rival you little ben

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

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

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again