This is a song about "Mid and bars"

And on his worst days, he's still writing bars

Y’all only in it for the cars

There's no way i ever thought i'd admit it and say in my bars

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

Im fucking talented, both in bars and hustlin hard

Want the title but im always fighting under card

Caught up in the rapture and gon' be 16 bars of pain

Never let the game play youand for the fame

Bars coming nice and fast

Enforce, i'm elegant and

And my bars are what they examinin'//

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

More money that mean less sleep

Your bars were cheap and far from neat

Black holes are a mid something about meta physics and science----

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears