This is a song about "80 bars"

80. your forced to defeat,

Have no souls indeed

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

Cause in 16 years, you let your kid down the existence, none

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

His menace's confined in these stiff toughest #bars

There you lyin’ a rhyme

Bars designed to turn back time

Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's

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

Ex-convict but still behind them bars

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

I spit bars all around you

Don't you worry, just keep movin boo

But i think i like that, just maybe

I'm igniting my bars lately