This is a song about "My bars are like gold"

My bars are so fly it's out of this motherfucking planet!

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

Your bars are bleeding like a bitches period leak

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

Hellaway can suck my dick, his bars are no good

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

My bars are harder than ancient artifacts, so sit back and relax

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

My souls worth a fortune like it was shimmering gold

My bars are lethal like barbiturate drugs

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Hoping wes snipes make my life a bit different

So these are my real diss bars, now come at me cunt