This is a song about "Bars about wantin me back"

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

Sit back,eat snack,watch me fuck you back to back

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Spit a couple bars if they get a dose bet they come back

So come against me bitch and see what all my bars are about,

Got a condo around my neck girl, i'm cashing out

Gimme mines, i really rhyme

Bars designed to turn back time

Enough about me lets hear about you

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

These wack bars imprison me like i'm raised in a cell,

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

Last thing they remember is me spitting these bars in their memory

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

I wanna earn respect, let em know about me when they play my track back.

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq