Jasmine’s Lyrics – Benny the Butcher, Daringer

Jasmine’s Lyrics Meaning

[Intro]
Summertime vibes, Benny’s in his confident, flashy mode.

[Verse 1: Westside Gunn]
He kicks things off with a flashy image—cooking something up, maybe drügs or success, in a high-end kitchen. He’s unreachable except by phone in his cell, a nod to being in his zone or behind walls. Riding in a Rolls-Royce, he flaunts status and style. The Vogue line hints at breaking into high fashion despite his drug dealer background. A woman involved in his operation seems nervous, maybe because of danger or pressure, and he mentions keeping loyalty to his crew in different places. He casually brings up tension in his relationship—his girl’s still fiery—but he’s protected, with someone armed nearby. He brags about how she used to be the best at moving drügs. Flexing continues with him carrying a designer bag and a gun, going shopping with someone else’s girlfriend. He spends on everything but still keeps a gritty mindset. Stepping on bricks could refer to drügs, literally showing how deep he is in the game. He ends on a darker note, talking about a friend grieving behind bars, showing the heavy toll of this lifestyle.

[Verse 2: Benny the Butcher]
Benny starts by throwing shade at the current state of rap, saying nothing’s really changed since legends like 2Pac and Biggie passed. The game’s gone more commercial and lost its edge. He says people need to rethink their favorite rappers because he’s outshining many of the signed ones, even without major deals. But that success came with pain—violence and stress. He jokes that cheating the game felt as good as cheating in a relationship. He calls himself the one saving rap, all about cash and strategy, but still raw and dangerous. There’s a flex about making his wrist freeze up, probably from jewelry or from cooking drügs, and even turning that into a movie, like a dark, stylish story.

He mentions staying silent during police interrogations, showing how street-smart and calm under pressure he is. He doubles down on rap being stuck in old ways, name-dropping Will Smith and Jazzy Jeff to point out how little has evolved. Despite his drug dealing background, he hasn’t had radio hits—but he’s still thriving because the drug game gives him a rush and serious cash. He gets excited closing deals, even chill ones, and made a ton of money without breaking a sweat. He compares himself to Shaq, powerful and dominant, while putting others down as average. He mentors younger guys, trying to show them the real hustle.

Then there’s more bragging: he’s got a fancy watch while cruising on a yacht. He makes it clear they’re not just rappers—they’re businessmen and hustlers. The cops can’t keep up, and when people challenge him, they fall fast. His flashy watch grabs attention like someone flexing in an arm-wrestling match. He compares himself to a strict school dean while calling others lazy and unserious, just sitting at home podcasting. He’s surpassed others, booking international shows and stacking money. It takes a while just to count all his cash. He circles back to his original point—the rap game hasn’t changed since the old days. He believes only real ones from the streets will get what he’s saying. At the end of the day, he’s a wealthy guy with a GED, reminding us he made it without following the usual path.

[Outro: Benny the Butcher]
Just a confident sign-off, stamping his name with pride.