This is a song about "I got bars"

And i got holy bars bitch, don't even try to diss this

Catch me rolling with kelly or at the hilton with paris

I got bars for days, enough to lock up every wanted man across the state

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick

I got love for bars even though i'm dia-betic!

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

'' you got no bars '' so your words no connection

It's plain to see you've got no skills you's a chicken with whack bars so its a hen i see.

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

I spit bars all around you

Niggas that guided me through

When bret hart meet brett farve

But i got so many bars

Her hair all over the bed, that make me love her more

Cause i got genius bars, like an apple store/