This is a song about "Bars so sick"

And all women who had light features, see

My bars are so hard leave you on a gurney

If no one's there to listen guess i'll put it in the music

You've truly never met a motherfucker who's been quite so sick,

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

Mr. polish, with a flow so sick

And whack hoes hatin' on key out in public

So fast , busta rhymes will fall sick

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

Bars so ripe their ready to be cultivated

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

But i got so many bars

If i call your hotline and pay 29.99 shit

Bars so hot can even describe it

I bet you hear that white music

I'm about to spit something so sick