This is a song about "Bars on bars"

I be spittin the bars,

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

My bars are like a store on black friday

Must be something you want me to see

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

But i got so many bars

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

When i set my bars on this frenzied fag

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

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

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

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

Real g when i'm spitting bars

Sb nike's, with the grey box