This is a song about "Bas"

Maybe true, 'til i told this bitch in gym class

Megaphones be blaring my bass,

Cigarettes only give me a minute of brief relief,

Don't mistake me, i'm not saying gay shit like "no bodies, please,"

If ya asked for my autograph i'd probably draw my dick in cursive

As they juggle knives for a deadly purpose, entertaining service, recursive