This is a song about "Fat bass"

And i ain't spend a minute up in the streets

Subtweets lower than sub-bass blasting submarines,

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

My bass deafening, rb i should be crediting/

Man fuck it i got a dream worth more than my sleep

And this bass is like a drummer in my backseat

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

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Bass music was my culture, still is

The tooth fairy blow me, swallow don't shit this

But i let off everything i have

Megaphones be blaring my bass,

Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes

I'll do a fat line and spit some fat rhymes

She got something i never had

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat