This is a song about "Bass guitar"

Dropping tracks as much as skrillex drops the bass

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

(verse 1 starts when bass starts)

Please correct me, stretch marks

And if you light skin you might want to be careful

The records been set, crank the bass and treble

Spun guitar strings, wrapped around your neck

Kick back and know yo son set

That's life shit alright, shit, i could call you right quick

Blast the music up loud, crank the bass, smokin' chronic,

I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave

Subtweets lower than sub-bass blasting submarines,

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Shit this bass-ackwards hit list fills itself still no eye witness