This is a song about "Granola bars"

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

You cant even handle 2 bars

You a lady boss, now you fly free

I'm igniting my bars lately

Bars coming nice and fast

Just lay back, get your face slapped

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

But i got so many bars

I’m pitchin bitches thats dreamin’ thinking i'm trickin’ chicken

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

When bret hart meet brett farve

Been like this from the start, mad bars/

Cant compose bars like this

But you hate them navel kisses