This is a song about "Basic bill"

Heh, now don't go all kill bill

That's aids to the ill

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

So pass the heinekin and slide a bill

Oh? well you like the sun, then your basic

Don't come around hurr on that floss shit

All the fat bitches at the bar will probably grab the bill

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Get the zippo and spark the shit

Cant fuck wit a hoe thats basic

If you felt some guilt when you red this bill

I'm gon remember her, but still

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

While your basic skills are your weakness.