This is a song about "Bass guitars"

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

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

And then the bass drops, and my face nods,

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

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

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Why a black nigga take ass over class

And smash whores, bangin' in the car like shaky bass

And 808's and synths, riffs, and guitars, hard, for sure

I leave this and hope god see my heart is pure

And this bass is like a drummer in my backseat

If you a freak, i can take you to your peak

Why probe our ass

I mean turn up the bass

Bass drop, low end is a gut punch

Head for breakfast, fuck for lunch