This is a song about "Base"

Time to rethink, your fan base is forgetting you more then then n' sync/

Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink

She dealing with killa so you love her taste

Speakers loud; heavy base, pants sagged pass my waist

So take my bat and these base balls

So i went down south but i ended up north

All these ugly hoes say they a base god

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

Still pissed cuz no man will let this slut get to second base

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

I demolish a stage, an stomp my negative fan base cause they got bad taste,

Guess it's time to see who really is yo' friendtell me you pregnant and i'm amazed

Don't you fall from grace

Cause dis iz ma turf, ma base

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

I laced the base with 'caine straight-faced, then i tackled him,