This is a song about "49 bars"

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

Ex-convict but still behind them bars

This is just a few bars

Y’all only in it for the cars

Dependent on if it's hatred or an objective opinion

And escape the bars, or write your own bars in this prison,

Fire on my mind like im green

Miami nights, it was all a dream

Like poop smeared on the walls

And of course, my car's off course

Give the bomb the spirit so i can spirit

He screamed "thug life" and emptied the clip

Ima tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

To raw i make da beat die

Cause im mean like 2 spirit

So i banged for a minute