This is a song about "Basement suicid"

And your wife in my basement bound to enslavement

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

You're a basement bitch, basically on some hater shit

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

My type has no replacement lurin bitches to my basement.

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

Chop you up in the basement like my name was patrick bateman

Then drag the body in and hide it in the basement

Bitch i’ve been ballin’ all alone, like the gym is vacant

1am on a monday and im in the basement of the library/

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Mama hides me in the basement

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

Others are seen crazy like a crackhead in your basement.

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and