This is a song about "Bass"

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

I was rolling down the pavement with the bass up,

Raz, fuck jazz, this is rap, increase the bass/

That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass

They vaguely decipher my language

Bass drop, low end is a gut punch

What i'm wanting, and i'm trying to see something

My bass deafening, rb i should be crediting/

And then the bass drops, and my face nods,

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

Music getting louder, bass is bumping out in outer space

Love the game though this is coming from a different place

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

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