This is a song about "Bench"

Just trying to go somewhere and play with europe players

Bench press while surrounded by a bunch of alligators

Gotta vent, lot of innocent lives lost on the project bench

Off track and lately i'm on edge, may be back but nearly fallin off the ledge

I'm tired of being on the bench wanna be a starter

Thinking how i could rid evil and let the good conquer

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

Put the glocks on the bench pull out the knife ur fear laden eyes widen u start begging for ur life

And i ain't spend a minute up in the streets

Young fools eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

'cause she must be racing and pacing and patiently waiting by the bench and the chair

With a group of bitchs we're like fishes they got tendense to get wetter man you can drown in there

From the bench to the ball

And we can't fall