This is a song about "Bars on bars"

And your readin my bars

The you should look up in the stars

For the next one to call me up talking that shit

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

To be the man in this wicked land underhanded hits are plannedscams are plotted over grams and rocks

Hes got the prison guards recording him as he grinds his dirty ass on the cell bars,

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

With these bars i take a piss on the competition

My bars are so hard leave you on a gurney

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

You cant even handle 2 bars

Sb nike's, with the grey box

I'da stopped there but we still on 10 bars

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

On the monkey bars, bars so sick it gave you sars