This is a song about "Bars of so"

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment

So these are my real diss bars, now come at me cunt

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

But im cleaning you of bars like chores

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

Destined to win, get respect where i live

You can't even spit bars so i'll end this shit tonight

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

Is it possible at the same moment in time

Spent enough time writing these bars of mine

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

But i got so many bars

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

My bars vaporize so call me a spell caster.