This is a song about "Basket"

You get balls dropped in your hole like your a fucking basket,

I'm trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

Leave em waitin like buffalo bill, but no basket

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

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

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Dick soft as fuck, but somehow i go hard

Put lotion in the basket and then rip em apart

Yeah talking boutbad bitch,good weed,purple drank

A baby basket hound gettin lashed,

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

Straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick, oh shit

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

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that