This is a song about "Basically"

Writers block, quiet a shock man its basically grim

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

Basically boy you're never gonna be capable

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

I basically do the same thing day to day

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray

Sippin then call a cab nobody know their limit

You're a basement bitch, basically on some hater shit

You and i were basically brothers

Talking of the gods you serve

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

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

And when you up in wet willies, you ain't even thinking

And leaving the game is basically pain inflicting

A couple of sprites but no beer

I do this basically with no fear.