So here we have a freestyle instrumental; Jack (KingKong) on the bass guitar and eMcee Mao on the keyboard and raps.

Lyrics:
Spacing out, as this bass head slaps the strings
We making sounds, somehow we discovered something
I'm wondering, if these skills can be evaluated
but if Jack's got the jazz, these notes feel exaggerated
I'm tapping the keys, bag the melody like shitty ring tone
Keep simple stupid, I say to myself, as I sing behind an echo
Set the tempo low, let the artist paint the walls
Give an engineer a pencil, and watch a dead moon fall.

All Day, I talk to myself
I dream, I wake up in hell.
All day I talk to myself
Greet the devil, "my soul's for sale"
Beneath the levels, I talk to myself.

Enjoy.