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

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

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

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

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

I'll tape you in place in my basement, take a vacation,

They rock n rolland bring tha funk to tha whole nation

Cafe, momma, let me thrown on the rubber

Tied up cunt in my basement like a prisoner

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

My type has no replacement lurin bitches to my basement.

A squad of ignorant losers chilling at a park,

Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

Chilling with some smoking maybe just a couple beers,