Put it on everything, history i'mma make
But ben i don't don't think you realize what's at stake
20 racks really thats sneaker money
And a fridge and some broccoli
And remember what i said and
This is something different
Redan road, that’s my street
And kill yourself and your clique
I'mma need two mics just to get my point across
Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,
See me as blasphemous for i don't need them
His a very hard rival you little ben
Perhaps i'm a writer like him, but ben with no kim or kin
Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin
Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,
All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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