This is a song about "Ben mathew"

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

And for enemies or faggot emcees vote for ben vote whoever you want him to win

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

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

His a very hard rival you little ben

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

Got her laughing like a joke from ben stiller,

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

And louder than a microphone that's slightly near a lion's den

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

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

I'm bigger than the code, i'm game genie

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

See, mel made a couple milli sellin’ jesus passion