This is a song about "Bass trombone"

Music getting louder, bass is bumping out in outer space

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

My bass deafening, rb i should be crediting/

Shoe game bad yeah she might know something

Soon as the bass kicks, i need a fix

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

Still hurts though lettin go with the bass

Rolling while im blowing this stash

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

Just walking, it bounces like the bass in my trunk

Bass part beast i start feasting on virtues and scriptures

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

(verse 1 starts when bass starts)

Tire marks, tire marks