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

Not too many options when you coming from the projects

See me every night chilling with all of my friends

Arrive at the building, around 9 am smoke a cigarette just chilling,

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Cause in 16 years, you let your kid down the existence, none

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

And your wife in my basement bound to enslavement

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

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

My type has no replacement lurin bitches to my basement.

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

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

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

I pray that i’m in outer space, ufo fly away