Back to the Basement Video (MV)

Back to the basement
Thought I had the deck stacked with the aces
Now I barely get a dap when I play this
How the hell will I adapt to the latest
Trapped in the matrix
Fact is I hate this but I guess I gotta act like I'm gracious
When I thought I was on track for the greatest
Oh well gotta go back to the basics
What's that mean
See when I was 12 I was a laughing stock
Always rapping bout how I would grab the Glock
But the way it's going now it ain't slowing down
Motherf*cker you can have a shot like blow
Only one I'm killing is myself slowly
Who the hell knows me in this cell lonely
With the empty bottles on the shelf homie
See all the drugs that I would lie about
I tried em out right inside the house
I was getting high and I was hiding out
And that's the shit that I was rhyming bout like yeah
Totally dude, what it grew into if only you knew
Started with rolling and smoking it thought I had hold but then I lost control of it whoo
Taking a breath, tracing my steps
Back to the place where I'm facing the stress
Try to go right but I'm making a left
I don't know why I've been making a mess
Yeah yeah yeah
And I don't know why my life blows by on the road like that
But when it goes wrong oh well I'm a go right back right back to the basement yeah

Back back to the basement
Yeah aye yeah aye yeah aye whoo

Man with a plan in fantasy land
I don't know how the insanity ran
I'd hit the liquor store get a fifth or more
Really I was a fan of it man
I tried to hold the weight up of a loaded truck
I would fill my face up til I'm throwing up
Yeah I tried a life, and it was kind of nice
Then I figured f*ck it let me blow it up
Let me make it clear it's been vacant here
We can take it way back to ancient years
Try to compromise so I make a cheers
That's the way that I face my fears
Make a bunch of plans send a drunken text
Try to hide the fact I've become depressed
Like we gotta chill, I was not for real
I'll be honest still I'm a f*cking mess
Shit been crazy I was thinking maybe
I could hide the fact that I been slipping lately
Shit been getting kinda different baby
It's got me thinking that I'm tripping maybe like whoa
What the f*ck is going on I don't know
But it feels like it's been wrong
It's hard to explain, I harbored the pain
I don't know what's going on in my brain
I try to leave and it's calling my name
I don't know why or how all of it came
Yo I'd pick 'em out as I'd drive the block
Guess I forgot there's a sign to stop
But I ain't seem to really give a f*ck
I was drinking up so I'd hide a lot
Cause out there man the judgements high
And in here I can justify all the bullshit that I choose to do
Then blame you yo what a guy like wow
Yo really I'm sick of the pain
Time's that I write I don't think of the pain
It's just a way I can bitch and complain
And that's what I've done, for three minutes straight
I don't think I'm ever leaving this place
I was convinced to believe that It's safe
I need to make me the cleanest of breaks
Down in this hole, don't think I'll ever get out
Man I'm crowded with doubt in my soul
Tried to rewrite past, let my life pass
Now I'm thinking that I'm bout to roll
Man I'm thinking that's what I'm a try to do
Man I'm praying somebody will guide me through
I've been waiting here for like too long now
I'm really thinking that the time has flew like yeah yeah
And my life probably should have never went like that
But even when I leave I don't know man I'm sent right back
Right back to the basement

Back back to the basement
Yeah aye yeah aye yeah yeah
Whoo
Out of my f*cking mind yeah