This is a song about "Basket case"

Just in case 'cause even you unsigned

I got a lot on my mind

With an uppercut and hit me with a basket of laundry

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

They say that i never cease to amaze

And then i look in my trophy case,

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

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

Cut him up, put the pieces in a case

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

See i let my nigga split that

Stork your head in a basket,

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit

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