This is a song about "Bars and melody"

So lets stand up to the melody,

And all women who had light features, see

Blowing money fast looking like i'm saving nothing

Dying of thirst, been out 100 bars and running

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

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Spitting fire bars similar to flames and napalm

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

From the back seat, back seat

Your bars were cheap and far from neat

Stealin some bars is all good and fine

Shit, see that thing there was mine

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

Not the days he spent so carefully, crafting words to his melody

Readily she plays my skin flute, heavenly melody

But respect is more real, and ambition the key