This is a song about "Basic bitches"

These basic bitches say they hate me but they be singing my song.

Louis v don’t see the store, going in there and leave it gone

Not basic i change shit

You know, work that

Basic biological beings

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

If you want it, pursue it!we can handle the shit

I can't explain with words that are basic

Basically these basic bitches crop shirts til they're not covering

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

(what should i do?) c'mon son, its basic instinct/

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

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

While your basic skills are your weakness.

Let me teach you all the sounds of love