This is a song about "Bars and melidu"

So she kisses the stars

And your readin my bars

She say she want a diamond, lisa raye welcome to the player's club

These bars hitting like bullets and your skullys what i'm shooting up

The city streets - bars, clubbing and cars rushing at sickly speeds

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

And your bars will be a decliner

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

And on his worst days, he's still writing bars

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Until my flesh hardened so pardon

Only two bars and i've already won

Dropping mind fuck bars and now your brains a wreck

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

I finally wrote decent bars and treasured mines