This is a song about "Ben s utter demise"

Ima tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

Sky high, she knew her demise was nigh

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

Balls deep in this evil device, meeting his sweet demise

S queezys very bold

Women front, they get its cold

And there ain't been no buster, prepared for you suckers

You mother fuckers could pitch utter wonders,

That's your girl, well buddy don't fumble it then

His a very hard rival you little ben

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

Had to call on jesus cuz my life was in demise

I utter a line, my enzymes blasting,

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

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

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight