This is a song about "Basil the basil"

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

We ain't having ittime to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back

The more battles the better the flows

And these shape-shifting hoes

Endless the days, forever the nights,

For being jealous of a brother when he rides

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

Cops rollin' past, rollin' papers in the passenger

The bigger the the fun

And i know that you're open

Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

I think found where your mind was

Where the fuck the chorus

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.