This is a song about "Bars and melidu"

Your bars were cheap and far from neat

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Just lay back, get your face slapped

Bars coming nice and fast

And my bars are what they examinin'//

We sometimes acknowledge the beat as from

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

The hardest four bars, and i aint even count to three

Im seeing more bars than a convict and accomplice

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Take a look at their bars and you will see the reality

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Pennitentary nothing but bars and you aint gettin out

So all that shit you niggas kicking we ain't worried about

You better get yours fore i reach mine

Stealin some bars is all good and fine