This is a song about "16 bars"

Got'em writing bars to send you the freaking penitentiary

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

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

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

Am trying to raise da bars high who's trying to jump nd get it???

& my bitch pussy fire gotta extinguish shit, lebron james & shit

Get burnt by these fire flame bars and then left in the ashy mess

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game

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

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

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

But when he's sober bet his bars still burn like sniffing cinnamon

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one