This is a song about "Basket case"

Wolf gang be on that wrist split splatter

In case i betray my people and master

Triangular relationship the case was congruence

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

But i know i see better days

And then i look in my trophy case,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

With an uppercut and hit me with a basket of laundry

Instead you insist to be a bitch n switch up your case

Cuz bitches can manipulate in several different ways

They say that i never cease to amaze

Still got the complete set of glass in the case

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

A baby basket hound gettin lashed,