This is a song about "My bars"

Get you to heaven's gate when you hear my bars

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Know that it’s god working

60. my bars have been plastering,

Got racks you don’t understand

My bars are hard 'n' fast

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

You gotta understand my bars came out of wonderland,

Reloading my bars like magazines

I say "stay", she wanna leave

My bars are lethal like barbiturate drugs

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags

My bars of wrath will smack you retarded fags