This is a song about "Basket"

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

Put lotion in the basket and then rip em apart

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit

But i popped his face with the guage and now his death basket is in a closed casket!

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Because it's the third world, those dictators are basket cases,

Stork your head in a basket,

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

Leave em waitin like buffalo bill, but no basket

With an uppercut and hit me with a basket of laundry

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

A baby basket hound gettin lashed,

Just hustling you understand