This is a song about "Bars for days"

Like leatherface got chainsaw blades for days

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

This felony coup confused me, i sweated profusely for days

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

Who is at the house for no longer than two days

With this heavenly flow bought a hell of whip

I got bars for days i should sign to good music

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Another magic spectacle, illusions for days,

Inside your head until you can't take no more, insane for days!

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

I left the pages blank for all the thankless wasted days,

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space