This is a song about "Ben wallace"

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

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

Is to be more than just a rap musicianthe elevation of today's generation

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

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

His a very hard rival you little ben

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

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

Only her and i knownow i'm sitten' in tha state pen

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

Go for mine, that ball shit, pour ciroc 'til i'm nauseous

Been in conceptual protection since the specter of wallace