This is a song about "Hannah and basil"

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

Girl cut up, got lean on lean

And get it again and again

Riding around with ms. reece and them

Okay, go get bruce a banner!, get hannah montana to be our stripper,

As long as when the check came they got first dibsnow brenda's belly is getting bigger

I say what my mind speak

And kill yourself and your clique

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

And that i spent the night with her

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

I walked up and asked what's wrong

And once i'm dead and gone