This is a song about "I go bars"

Fooling you with the bars that i wrote

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

Fuck your pussy bars,go home take contraptive pills

Now everywhere i go they scream out go

Get him a mauri flow, from the mauri show

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

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

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars

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

Cracked bars, i bring the cacophonous heat,

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need