Cigar - Laundry Basket lyrics

What the hell is up with that, When you can't buy your own laundry basket Why was I the victim? You stole my wicker tool I came inside to check on my clothing as they're drying I could've sworn I left it in the apartment laundry room But now it's gone my clothing in a bundle With socks, and pants, and underwear Falling to the ground f** the guy who took my sh** And stole my laundry basket If I see you with my basket in the laundry room I'll kick your a** sh** on clothes And take back my f**in' laundry basket And then you'll be the victim because You stole my wicker tool