This is a song about "Got bars"

We dig the plot and never bury pot

With the bars that i've got, fuck a mental plot,

In the next few bars i will deliver like a ups man who just got hired

I'mma about to mess up all of itjust dont say another word

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

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

On, thanksgiving we thankful, just for livin in helldamn homey, i don't mean to be harsh

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

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

You can call me a prison, cuz i got lots of bars

I got bars for days i should sign to good music

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

A king's assassination is why most often fear the hell

I got so many bars i feel like im in a jail cell