This is a song about "I got more tricks then ben ten"

Got a body full of bullet holes laying here naked

Burn you hotter then ten suns cause you pricks got me frustrated

I got more and you got less

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

If your mind is on sex you must got esp then

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

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

While i got the tricks, you get the creeps, heaps and heaps of creepy freaks.

Or do i zing u four door thunder solace tricks

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Cause i see bout ten more of you but sorry there's no more of me