This is a song about "Bars and melidu"

And your readin my bars

Y’all only in it for the cars

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

Only two bars and i've already won

Where god at? i need to call him

I'll rip your and your bars from limb to limb

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

Your bars are pussy faggot and dead as fuck

Dropping mind fuck bars and now your brains a wreck

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

Cuz it's k-man, ryan and the bars we got left

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

And i'll address those fucking issues in the bars probably,

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

They ain't grossing a million liquid, don't form an opinion

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