This is a song about "Basil my boy"

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

A decoy, my raps'll leave you trapped in defeat boy

Your my bad boy i'll love you till i die

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

Banging out niggas with attitude

Playng baseball with my boy tube

But i'm a lazy boy but there's change in my lining

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Call me soulja boy, i turn my swag on

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Never ask nobody for shit, get outta my face lookin' boy

Posing as a humanoid with soy who challenge in coy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Git out my face looking boy