This is a song about "Bass line"

I'll take you out shorty but let me know its mine

Began slow now i can write rhymes line after line

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

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

You shine like a mothafuckin dime

My hypothesis is drawn fine line

Subtweets lower than sub-bass blasting submarines,

And i ain't spend a minute up in the streets

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

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Quick, cause working in a drought is a bitch

Drop the bass like it's straight outta college

If this is the right time

Almost at the finish line

Please correct me, stretch marks

(verse 1 starts when bass starts)