This is a song about "Bars on bars"

Keep your heart, your will to go on, i'll keep these bars/

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

I'da stopped there but we still on 10 bars

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

See you rot,on the same banana,make your bars slip

When bret hart meet brett farve

And your readin my bars

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

The beat equals the flow, one minute fast then one minute slow, putting these bars on show

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

You said that you got a+ bars

You can see them at the bars, on the stools and turning.

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

Bars with ease got most if not all rappers on their knees