I sit alone in the basement. Facing, chasing these wicked, demons. Got thoughts up in ma head of my daddy's wasted s-semen. Havin' her in the bedroom,.
Chorus: 1x. (val young). Choppin up that paper(with you) I do it for you. You know you got me lovin you. Choppin up that paper(with you) I do. You got me love-in youuuuuu.