This is a song about "The bass"

(verse 1 starts when bass starts)

Tire marks, tire marks

My bass deafening, rb i should be crediting/

Truthfully don't do much, but with you trying do something

And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep

But the flow is just so true to me the speakers bass shooting through to me i get

Bass music was my culture, still is

It's the dc thang, incase you ain't notice

I was rolling down the pavement with the bass up,

From the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Music getting louder, bass is bumping out in outer space

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

I'll drop the bass flat on your face and have your beats spraying all over the place

And if you light skin you might want to be careful

The records been set, crank the bass and treble