This is a song about "Ben wallace"

Forever blastin'bitches ain't ready for this thug passion

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

Rub the wood and ima show em love

More known then mister christopher wallace

Like my flow ain't cold like a new york winter

Got her laughing like a joke from ben stiller,

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

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

Been in conceptual protection since the specter of wallace

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Dress pimping-like and toast like less when

His a very hard rival you little ben

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

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