This is a song about "Bass line"

My mama smoked so god damn much

Bass drop, low end is a gut punch

Began slow now i can write rhymes line after line

That way i know for sure your love is really genuine

And this bass is like a drummer in my backseat

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

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

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Hold the shit back, say goodbye and go commit that

Sub-woofer bass boosted ay stay lucid

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

Megaphones be blaring my bass,

Save some, save none at the same time

No more waiting in a line

Hop back in the van and then depart the bitch

Drop the bass like it's straight outta college