This is a song about "Base station with helper"

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

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

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

Turns out she was two faced was treating me like used waste with a bruised base

#run #that #base, i #fed #her #lines like #k with a double #chain,

Wake up, turn on your tv and see my ass again

This boa, what's your motivation

Life's like a weather station,

They label me a backpackin' nigga on fashion

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

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Every other week im in the station

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

They gotta be ready on call with the base head's weight,

To put you back to reality and start from base

She don't even need a job, got one anyways