This is a song about "Basement chilling"

3 homies chilling making classics

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

My type has no replacement lurin bitches to my basement.

I know mario's on the hook, but i was playing duck hunt

And of course, my car's off course

Chilling in full bandos because

Knees dug deep into the pavement

Inside the depths of his basement

Chilling out in the shade

I don't mind if you niggas hate

But got comma’s in my statement

Climb our way up out the basement/

But i guess that shit's just tough love

I'm chilling with jesus

Well go and get that money, i'll be right here chilling.

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring