This is a song about "Bass fishing"

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Hit's a snare and bass of track fucked up rapper interrogation

Threw the sack to his lil' niggas workin the set

Flaming wrath, i'll lace the crack, drop hooks like a fishing net,

You haters put up your guards

(verse 1 starts when bass starts)

And place words on the bass displaces, decapitates at the bases,

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

Sub-woofer bass boosted ay stay lucid

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit

Music getting louder, bass is bumping out in outer space

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

The people gon' feel it, a leader win the building

You couldn't drop a decent line even if you we're fishing