This is a song about "Drum and bass farther"

The songs were so dumb, hearin' them almost blew off my ear drum.

I deserve a touch of sky been climbing from the bottom

I do it by spitting to the beat of a drum

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

I'm acting mental, i'll rip out your teeth coz my plan is dental,

On another level of devil so double the bass and hit the treble

Farther and farther they push me.

This is like riding through the city

Silicone bitches got the confidence

I'm the chosen one: sound the drum, own guns

No matter how low you go you're not lowlyand i, hear that you made a few enemies

Bubbling bass and bullfrog brooks beside bushes that buzz with bands of bumble bees.

Beat of the drum soon the rhythm of the dead.

That whatever it creates it will land in the head