This is a song about "Harrison likes bass guitars"

Music getting louder, bass is bumping out in outer space

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Cant get enough, she likes it rough

Hoping that nobody don't notice

She likes casinos every other night

Studio fifty four if we get the props right

My bass deafening, rb i should be crediting/

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule

And 808's and synths, riffs, and guitars, hard, for sure

How can i persuade more heads to hear this great shit

Sub-woofer bass boosted ay stay lucid

Bass music was my culture, still is

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

No one likes being lied to.

It may be not the same for you