This is a song about "Ben mclaughlin"

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

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

Got her laughing like a joke from ben stiller,

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

See, mel made a couple milli sellin’ jesus passion

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

His a very hard rival you little ben

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shake

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

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

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

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

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin