This is a song about "80 bars"

Welcome to organized crime

Bars designed to turn back time

80. your forced to defeat,

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

I'll take your ass back to the 80's, dawg, 'cuz even back then,

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

And your readin my bars

You pull up in parking lots

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

Got a killer flow from the llama

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

Bars doper than sniffing solid methamphetamine

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

You're trying hard to not fuck up bars/