When I listen to Based God's music, I feel like he's the homey who hits me up on the phone telling me he's on the way and should be here in 5 minutes so we can go kick it and smash on bytches. Then he shows up on time, like he said he would, and we hop in his whip and go riding out to the spot. When we get to the spot, to my surprise but not to his, there's millions upon millions of bytches waiting for us. A lot of them happen to be my exes but that's okay, I know why they're here and they know why I'm here, and we all know why Based God is here: to fukk bytches. Sometimes I feel like he's really my friend. Thank you, Based God.