This is a song about "Bass head"

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

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Sittin' up in project hallways, crankin' bass, smokin' bones,

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

Shit i can put snare and bass with nothing else and still get more props than yo ass,

Sub-woofer bass boosted ay stay lucid

Bitches asses looking like dalmatians and shit

Watching for hollow-tip shots

And then the bass drops, and my face nods,

As my name get bigger this game get different

Just walking, it bounces like the bass in my trunk

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

Music getting louder, bass is bumping out in outer space