This is a song about "I go bars"

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

I switch to pistol, diss the system, niggas i'll be spitting bars,

Fuck your pussy bars,go home take contraptive pills

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

I switch to pistol, diss the system, niggas i'll be spitting bars,

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

Cracked bars, i bring the cacophonous heat,

I see the world through prisms in the system from prison bars,

My driver's out of this world, you playing bumper cars

I making money everywhere i go

Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though