This is a song about "Turn up the bass"

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

Are you hearing me right turn the sound up on the microphone

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Watch as i turn up the heater/

Wake up, pop a cap, rinse and repeat, turn up the beat

Take cee around town as if everything cheap

Full blast turn up the speakers at home

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone

So what we turn up, you know we the realest g's

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

I was rolling down the pavement with the bass up,

Breath its cold well let me turn up the dial,

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

But i let off everything i have

Dropping tracks as much as skrillex drops the bass