This is a song about "Chilling at my basement"

Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit

Snipers chilling in idol building waiting to take my life and end it

Thinking of the girl in my basement named mallory

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Grab her body to my basement is where i'll carry it

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

In my basement and abuse a whore, "eat the cake #anna #mae",

Mama hides me in the basement

If you feel it, it must be real just

It's late and you stuck in my basement

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

Where you feel most at home never can be alone chilling with a blunts hug

Yeah i'm a menace, god as my witness, with this pen i'm insane, yup