This is a song about "Benny fig"

But times i'm so serious you think i'm silly

Swin3 spat chile, benny spat chile, denice spat chile

The wake up, dawg get ya face off the pillow

Benny is about to reach the twenty eya-eya o

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

Benny was spitting filthy, c-cee was breathing chilly

And we got benny, so we're ready with the deadliest form

Do he kiss you on the forehead and keep you warm

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

To be the man in this wicked land underhanded hits are plannedscams are plotted over grams and rocks

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

Benny trip tryna fist her, like mister!

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

Benny fucking trip remember the name,