This is a song about "Ben roderick"

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

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

His a very hard rival you little ben

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

Got her laughing like a joke from ben stiller,

"contemplate", i wrote about her

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

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Cause by then it's just too late, there's so much we can take

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

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

You swear the bitch was plantedmy lyrics motivate the planetit's similar to rhythm nation

Yo this old school shinobi is about to go full ben kenobi

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see