This is a song about "Turn up the bass"

Burning up,turn the fan on/

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

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

But my vision has inclined to some interscope, and its home

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

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

I'm just taking names, then i'm kickin' ass

And smash whores, bangin' in the car like shaky bass

But i let off everything i have

Raz, fuck jazz, this is rap, increase the bass/

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

And place words on the bass displaces, decapitates at the bases,

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

You bout to get the worst of me after i turn up,

We disinfect then check the monologue, turn your system up

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup