This is a song about "16 bars for eminem"

Where's your bars about money? for fuck sake you're from america,

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

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

Your #typical bars are simpleminded, your allowing defeat

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

Every night of my life doesn't align with bein' online sprayin' bars

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Your bars are whack,uneligble for a track,step back

That i never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad

In that 09' range while i'm singing old tre shit

Complex bars are for those who can't speak it

A couple of y'all ain't took a field trip to the hood

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