This is a song about "Basket"

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Leave em waitin like buffalo bill, but no basket

Stork your head in a basket,

Weed’s played out, they on that pill shit

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

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

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

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

Miami nights, made a couple grand

A baby basket hound gettin lashed,

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

With an uppercut and hit me with a basket of laundry

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart

Put lotion in the basket and then rip em apart