This is a song about "Ben wallace"

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

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

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

We'd have you fallin' and now you scrapin' from that kemba shake

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

His a very hard rival you little ben

More known then mister christopher wallace

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

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

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

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them

Been in conceptual protection since the specter of wallace

Why are we still conversing when i'm sure you've heard the chorus