This is a song about "Drop that bass"

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

And fuck the cops' defiance, i drop that shit that the block is buyin',

Except she's got a little more ass

Still hurts though lettin go with the bass

And niggas that try to stop me or to pop me, drop, they're hoppin' home,

You didnt do it for love you did it dause you grew a bone

That nigga couldn't name drop, but it's all good

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

Cause life's a tasktrying to earn some cash without that burning mass and still i ask

Takin' my shots, i aim for the top 'till the day that i drop, i'll rape this blank,

You ain't' doing shit til you put 10 gees on fantasy football

But i'm gonna keep on going 'til the day that i drop and that all

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

Like that drop out who created my phone

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock

An addition to art that will never drop or stop