This is a song about "Attic"

Now shes in my attic crying id be afraid too

The game is to be sold not told, so fuck you

I've been waiting for somebody to pick up my stroll

Forget the attic, i fuck her in her basement, the hidey hole

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

My past isn't tragic, but i've got a couple of skeletons in my attic

Roses/ and immortal tactics buried in my attic

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

Now tricks for decreasing weeping, increasing healing/ leave feelings in the attic/

Did you have fun?cause i'mma need a cab just to get me homemaybe you could call in sick

Unless it's steve harvey's buff sister trying to jerk my dick

Been writing raps since the age 3 headphone on in the attic

Roses/ and immortal tactics buried in my attic

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi in this bougie ass chick

The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll

Forget the attic, i fuck her in her basement, the hidey hole