This is a song about "Basic bitches"

Another basic bitch, an alcoholic, they're typical,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Face it ur basic, my skillz designed, ur shits makeshift

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

Is you a fiend now, nigga? catch a gleamed bullet

Thats my car its basic facts they should of fucking knew it,

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

Basic biological beings

Mix my guiness with a dr. pepper

Basic contender, i'm basically better..

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

That burden's on my soul as long i exist

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

While your basic skills are your weakness.

No wonder she left you, said you do it so basic

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit