This is a song about "So basic"

I can't explain with words that are basic

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

You all basic starting rumors but it aint hard to trace it

You need more assist than the handicapped kids, oh, shit

By flesh, i mean our basic instincts, the reality that we see,

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

Foam game shitting on irish springs and lever

You rappers are basic procedure,

(what should i do?) c'mon son, its basic instinct/

I'll show you there's a few good left that exist

Tyler the creator invented some new shit

Oh? well you like the sun, then your basic

Face it ur basic, my skillz designed, ur shits makeshift

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

As he lecures from whoever to the basic units of measure/

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her