This is a song about "Im spittin bars"

Curl up like big worm when i drop

Im spittin like the rock

Got so many bars im fat like homers belly

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

And if you delete this rap you prove you're handicapped with broken legs

We gonna rise up against the best spittin verses and bars til we run out of breath.

Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

So im spittin over beats and smoking trees

Watching for hollow-tip shots

I be spittin the bars,

I love women, air max's and liquor stores

But im cleaning you of bars like chores

On, thanksgiving we thankful, just for livin in helldamn homey, i don't mean to be harsh

With reality defeating n leaving scars i feel trapped like im behind bars