This is a song about "Bass"

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

I was rolling down the pavement with the bass up,

Dropping tracks as much as skrillex drops the bass

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

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

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Soon as the bass kicks, i need a fix

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

Drop the bass like it's straight outta college

Not puckett but i hit it then i duck a bitch

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

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

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

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

You bitches get a lot of spots on your ass

Megaphones be blaring my bass,