This is a song about "16 bars"

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

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

The city streets - bars, clubbing and cars rushing at sickly speeds

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

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

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

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

But now invisible cells around your brain

Until it opened n' he popped up with 'bars' that he's loaded with//

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

And if loving her is wrong then i just know i won't see heaven

Like a chick who can t cum if you cant write hot bars then rent one