This is a song about "Bitch in the basement"

1am on a monday and im in the basement of the library/

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

Thinking of the girl in my basement named mallory

Fast life like born on wednesday and died on thursday

Chop you up in the basement like my name was patrick bateman

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

I got a penny in my pocket, million in the trunk

Then drag the body in and hide it in the basement

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

Soon as i hit the basement

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

It's late and you stuck in my basement

As a hostile patient hidden in a hostel basement

Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked

Unify them, mob through, take over and

Light filters into the dark of my soul's basement