This is a song about "The basement s on fire"

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Your on fire.. your on fire

So fly on this fire like the sky is the limit

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

The club underwater, have em running out the front

Then drag the body in and hide it in the basement

The whole parking lot is on fire

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Got a bitch in the basement

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

Im on fire lyrical supplier, being the best is my only desire

Third shifter's arrive the sesh is on fire

And all that deep shit i was previously down for