This is a song about "All about that bass"

Why yap about money, and all that

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

All that talk about change, and shit still remains the same

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain

Body 2 body baby, we gotta do this right

Cause after all there's that mercy i talked about inside

I'll drop the bass flat on your face and have your beats spraying all over the place

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

All he thought about was tyin that rope round his neck

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

Bubbling bass and bullfrog brooks beside bushes that buzz with bands of bumble bees.

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

While i'm rubbing on that ass

I mean turn up the bass

So that we can be queens cleans out the doubt so they could shout all about

Kids will black outsome cracked out hit the pen max outcome home and blow a back out