This is a song about "Just chilling at my basement"

Chilling in my mansion bruce wayne/

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

My type has no replacement lurin bitches to my basement.

Just keep them out of my basement and away from the tv

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate

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

But there's one in my basement now head and fucking limbless

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

And now i'm just chilling, champagne sipping.

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

It's late and you stuck in my basement

Im happier when high and drunk

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

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck