This is a song about "My basement"

Put it on whatever bitch, me and spitta high as shit

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

Take you to my basement, get some scotch tape to wrap ya face with

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

My type has no replacement lurin bitches to my basement.

Knees dug deep into the pavement

Climb our way up out the basement/

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

I'm twitching explaining my hate in a basement

Drunk white girls the only way i'll get my dick sucked

Others are seen crazy like a crackhead in your basement.

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

It's late and you stuck in my basement

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk

Im on a higher level, fuck a trick in the basement