This is a song about "Enchanted attic"

Forget the attic, i fuck her in her basement, the hidey hole

Fuckin' voices follow me, emulatin' like twitter roll

Roses/ and immortal tactics buried in my attic

Do not give a fuck i've got the swagger of a virgin's dick

Roses/ and immortal tactics buried in my attic

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

Been writing raps since the age 3 headphone on in the attic

On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

My past isn't tragic, but i've got a couple of skeletons in my attic

Forget the attic, i fuck her in her basement, the hidey hole

Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul

'cause the way my rhymes enchanted,

But i'm leaving town in a little bit

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Now tricks for decreasing weeping, increasing healing/ leave feelings in the attic/