This is a song about "Hershey bars"

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

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

Dont attack me with your flopping bars,

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

There must be a god

These bars but there all og

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

Real g when i'm spitting bars

Bars designed to turn back time

3 times, show me your peace sign

Ex-convict but still behind them bars

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

His menace's confined in these stiff toughest #bars

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box