This is a song about "16 bars for eminem"

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

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

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

Yeahehehehe nigga, we be the ballin player-ass nigga

Bars over bars its like ima stuck in a lyrical prison,

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

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,

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

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day came

You even introduced me to eminem

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

So we argue and play fight, all day and night

22 bars for the night im off to write