This is a song about "16 bars"

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

But that was way before i made the dough and met the game

I'm worldwide i'm certified, pop a bottle my cali dime

I school em with my bars and kill em all like it was columbine

It's obviously visible that most your bars are fictional

I'm throwin around broads playing monkey in the middle

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

Every 16 bars i spit, man you know it's good,

My ability with brilliancy in my bars is brilliant see.

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

I switch to pistol, diss the system, niggas i'll be spitting bars,

(starts at :16) okay drop bars fuck that i spit rhymes thatll destroy your fuckin rhymes,

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights