This is a song about "Basic shit"

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

You're a faggot that stays basic in every song

Got a sign on my dick

I know your raps are basic

Basic biological beings

So here i am at the store for some chips

And i need you to show me love

While your basic skills are your weakness.

And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit

You have no hope in this battle, you're schemes are too basic

And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick

I dont have to rap with you so imma take it to the basic

All you wanna do is get that stick

I can't explain with words that are basic

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Stripped of all basic necessities, given a new identity