This is a song about "Basic bitch"

Ok, you smoke weed. like every other fucka here, it's basic.

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

By flesh, i mean our basic instincts, the reality that we see,

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

You rappers are basic procedure,

But you a basic bitch and im spttin what i feel

I don't know, obviously i disappear

You all basic starting rumors but it aint hard to trace it

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

Following the king of diamonds, bitch you went ape shit

Steady shouting fuck basic and all that revolves around it

I know your raps are basic

As deep as dawson's creek and shit