This is a song about "Bass zeke"

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

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

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

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Drop the bass like it's straight outta college

Double m self made we forever rich

Still hurts though lettin go with the bass

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

The records been set, crank the bass and treble

You all niggas ain't even on my level

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment

Just walking, it bounces like the bass in my trunk

So now i show you off to the block no fronting

My bass deafening, rb i should be crediting/

Or that you could ever see me and you in another light

1:03-1:34- young zeke pass me the mike, blow up the beat like schleich,