This is a song about "Bass drum"

Baby father bullshittin', you two don't even speak

And this bass is like a drummer in my backseat

I mean turn up the bass

Your life is a product of trash

I do it by spitting to the beat of a drum

Who made a situation from what you see it's a problem

All black everthing on some jigga shit

Sub-woofer bass boosted ay stay lucid

I'm the chosen one: sound the drum, own guns

And god blessed me with a lot of patience

Raz, fuck jazz, this is rap, increase the bass/

And i got that drive and she just might crash

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

Just walking, it bounces like the bass in my trunk

My bass deafening, rb i should be crediting/

You know that love is a very serious thing