This is a song about "13 and bars"

They behind bars like they was cooking amphetamine

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

Don't press ya luck when i'm pressed for time

Stealin some bars is all good and fine

Im seeing more bars than a convict and accomplice

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

These bars just got foes tagged these bars hurt call the medic

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

Caught up in the rapture and gon' be 16 bars of pain

Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne

Only two bars and i've already won

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

And escape the bars, or write your own bars in this prison,

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

Then shook together a couple bars and hooks, finished,

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist