The Basement lyrics

[Intro]
Wasup yo? let me preface this by saying this is not a Mac Miller diss by any means
I actually like Mac Miller but, but right now he probably is the most popular white rapper excluding Eminem
And I'm just not even close so you can understand why I would rap over one of his beats
I got a little bit of Kobe in me and if Kobe saw like Lebron he would wanna rap over his beat
Metaphorically speaking, I know he ain't Lebron, but, but you get what the f*ck I'm saying
Maybe he's more of a Jo Johnson type of sh*t, no disrespect

[Verse 1]
f*ck...this undergrad b*tch tryn f*ck
And her chest deserves an A, like she handle da puck
She know D been bumpin' Drake like ya man a Canuk
Homie even if it's May in LA...I'm so f*ckin' cold

Roll good on that Westside
Hoes cook like they country thick
So hood up in Best Buy
Controller, D punkin' kids

Loading up the used dishes
Rollin' up wit two b*tches
Hope they old enough
To get folded up, I'm not bold enough to do prison

I been drinkin' sippin' something so horrific, ya dig it
Because I tipped the bartender extra, then he put extra liquor
In dat sh*t. Goddamn. Das a misinterpreta-tion
Hate it when they stiff. Over-tipping 'cause I'm cak-ing
Take in errything a maf*cka say
Been about rap, figured out that from the basement
I ain't talkin bout rap city on black entertainment
Talkin bout the place I was raised in
Plate full uh bacon
Making a bagel and bake on occasion

Back then woulda made rap for grades
Now a maf*cka make rap for pay
And them b*tches too
Chickens that I'm bangin' so appealing
They been Shagging on ma balls, like they practicing they fielding and
I Sorta make 'em pop off
Make 'em take they socks off
Round the f*ckin' bases then get pounded like a walk off

Aw naw...
This a f*cking statement I'm making
They been hesitating to give Lil David space at the table
'cause they label a capable able Jew gay and too playful
Watching cable naked, the AC blowin' major like Slater's dad

Why you hater's mad?
Maybe I should get a couple tats
Maybe I should get in trouble and be dumbin' down the rap
Look at Mac
White as f*ck but lookin' thugger than a trap spot
Need another mac 'stead of luggin' round this laptop
Blackballed
From the muthaf*ckin' rap blogs
'cause I rap odd, never talkin' bout a f*ckin' black card
Ion't gotta play da black card, 'cause I rap hard
Ion't think it mean I gotta act hard

f*ck it tho
Despite dat LD straight f*cking hoes
Ma chickens stay hot, no buffalo
Ma hand been up in her bod, no Muppet ho

Whatcha know bout a maf*ckin' kid up wit a job
Coulda fit in wit the mob, had a kid and a garage
But I didn't now I'm spittin' like a mothaf*ckin' slob
Doin' sh*t up in garageband, better than the gods of the game do

Y'all better know ma name soon
I ain't no clown, when you laughin' out loud
Don't forget you getting down to a great tune

Make room
I'm coming for you muthaf*ckin rappers spittin' dog sh*t
Yeah I'm f*ckin' funny, but this muthaf*ckin' dog spit
Aw sh*t...I could write a TV show tomorrow
But before I get dat Emmy I'ma make you b*tches sorry that I'm gone
[Outro:Lil di*ky]
Yeah, and once again no disrespect to Mac, Mac I actually follow you on Vine, I'm f*cking with you, it looks like your having a pretty ridiculous amount of fun,
Sometimes your at a pool, sometimes your smoking weed and rapping
Would love to be a part of it,if vine is any indicator your life is awesome
Okay I got to go to work, see ya