This is a song about "Ben porter"

Nina on my femur is cocked ready for action

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

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Got her laughing like a joke from ben stiller,

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

Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade

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

And i got a little big, keep it low key

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

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

“nah, don’t make me call the porter”

And then along came the wrong man for her

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

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

His a very hard rival you little ben