This is a song about "Benny boy"

On, thanksgiving we thankful, just for livin in helldamn homey, i don't mean to be harsh

You're boring like bugs bunny, insulting swin3 and benny just to get votes or props

Benny trip tryna fist her, like mister!

Good love then i can do that for her

Little gay looking boy

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

No toys for you little boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Benny was spitting filthy, c-cee was breathing chilly

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite

Benny trip firin from the hip, you gimme lip ill make you eat my shit

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Hey, looking boy, what d'you say looking boy?

Fight the temptation but it keep coming back

Benny trip makes the rules now, i've fallen off track