This is a song about "Ben the sweaty"

Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate

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

My palms sweaty, the mic's slippin thru cemeteries

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

‘cause i manipulate your molecular structure

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

I'm hot, and ready you better be sweaty,

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Surrounded by the thirst driven sweaty messes blocking the door

My visions that i record, the instruments i adore

So when ya see me nigga

I bring the heat like the

Got her laughing like a joke from ben stiller,

Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

But you never come when you period is five days