This is a song about "Mess up the bass"

But i, will mess up the last one, i bet ya

Beautiful are thou, africa

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

And then the bass drops, and my face nods,

Drop the bass like it's straight outta college

I put her on the train, little engine could, bitch

Don't mess with j-dot or you'll get sent up to glory

I just tell cj keep on rollin’ that's my shorty

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

Blast the music up loud, crank the bass, smokin' chronic,

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window

So crank the bass up like crazy and let yourself go, let yourself go

Hit's a snare and bass of track fucked up rapper interrogation

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

When it comes to beef it becomes a talent

Just walking, it bounces like the bass in my trunk