This is a song about "Basement chilling"

Piccolos playing, while a nigga just chilling

But i'm sitting here downing beers simply just wishing

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

I'm twitching explaining my hate in a basement

Light filters into the dark of my soul's basement

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Just then i start thinkin' of that sad basement

All go crazy for days in amazement

Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust

Others are seen crazy like a crackhead in your basement.

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

My type has no replacement lurin bitches to my basement.

Soon as i hit the basement

Enforce, i'm elegant and