This is a song about "Good bars"

Dont attack me with your flopping bars,

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

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

And your readin my bars

Y’all only in it for the cars

I'm igniting my bars lately

It's obvious i'm crazy

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

But i got so many bars

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

Stealin some bars is all good and fine

Simon says touch your's while you touch mine

Bars designed to turn back time

You shine like a mothafuckin dime