This is a song about "Tickle basement"

Light filters into the dark of my soul's basement

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

Then they'll play with mario brothers when it was duck hunt

My type has no replacement lurin bitches to my basement.

Tied up cunt in my basement like a prisoner

I bet i get the fall rosay had this summer

U think you're funny?,i don’t know why i can’t laugh, come tickle ma tummy,

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

Just then i start thinkin' of that sad basement

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

Others are seen crazy like a crackhead in your basement.

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

I be laughin' to the bank like the fuckin' money tickle

To make karma come faster than she normally will

If you ever feel alone and

It's late and you stuck in my basement