This is a song about "Basic training"

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,

But you a basic bitch and im spttin what i feel

Pursuin' my happiness, suitable rapper here

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

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

While your basic skills are your weakness.

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Gotta pay back that advance, so they ain't gave you shit

Steady shouting fuck basic and all that revolves around it

Hey hey, you got me feeling like the greatest

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

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

You rappers are basic procedure,

Hoes blow for me, i maestro, shit

Oh? well you like the sun, then your basic