This is a song about "Bars of clout 2"

I'm so dope i spit prisons instead of bars if

And i've been uplifting the people i'm with

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

You gotta understand my bars came out of wonderland,

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

You can call me a prison, cuz i got lots of bars

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

You cant even handle 2 bars

Yeah, tell me about the love of ours

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars

Murdered this dude in 8 lines, almost half of his fucking bars.

I'm singin poems for supporters of my songs

But im cleaning you of bars like chores