This is a song about "Silent base"

Been a silent mic for years and now you hear it/

Don’t gotta shop, i ain't paying for shit

He was never quiet nor silent

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

They gotta be ready on call with the base head's weight,

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

Speakers loud; heavy base, pants sagged pass my waist

She swallowing killa cause she love the taste

That's word to ksa i'm trying to make sunnier days

To put you back to reality and start from base

Throw me a hurricane, let your anger rain on my island base

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

I got a penny in my pocket, million in the trunk

At times discreet, used with power at best when silent