This is a song about "Basic training"

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

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

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

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit

Not basic i change shit

And she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

Oh? well you like the sun, then your basic

I know your raps are basic

No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm thru with that shit

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

And i just want to hold her

You rappers are basic procedure,