This is a song about "Base camp"

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

I laced the base with 'caine straight-faced, then i tackled him,

In 3 months im headed to boot camp, girls say im cool

I grew up with nothin, it hurt me to see my mother poor

Still pissed cuz no man will let this slut get to second base

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

Give players plenty space

Cause dis iz ma turf, ma base

Speakers loud; heavy base, pants sagged pass my waist

She dealing with killa so you love her taste

Well there goes your angel's face, got semen like a naval base,

One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race

We don't waste time with dreamers i know facts base it on reality

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see