This is a song about "Bars rhymes"

Dont attack me with your flopping bars,

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

These bars just got foes tagged these bars hurt call the medic

To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

Bars over bars its like ima stuck in a lyrical prison,

Been like this from the start, mad bars/

Sb nike's, with the grey box

Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread

Give me heated bars,your whack rhymes were so unread

And escape the bars, or write your own bars in this prison,

Lyrical pictures, they used to have a windowless vision

I'm igniting my bars lately

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby