This is a song about "Rats in the basement"

I'm a fucking rap god, niggas going wear me being crucified on the cross and

So i did, he influenced me, his friends comin over and rhyming in the basement,

Evading the sniper dots, as he's tied up in my basement

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Remember fucking you for the first time in your basement/man that shit was crazy

Climb our way up out the basement/

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

Light filters into the dark of my soul's basement

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

Others are seen crazy like a crackhead in your basement.

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

And wonder why i spit ruthless raps to the hopeless rats

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance