This is a song about "No bars"

Ill make rain bars no matter what the weather.

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

I be spittin the bars,

Sb nike's, with the grey box

Bars over bars its like ima stuck in a lyrical prison,

Dependent on if it's hatred or an objective opinion

And so it's back to mcdonald's and every month dealing

No one puts their heart in these bars for a start, they be demeaning/

These bars just got foes tagged these bars hurt call the medic

Do not give a fuck i've got the swagger of a virgin's dick

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

Bitch i got my swag card, natural protection

And escape the bars, or write your own bars in this prison,

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

Aint no escapin my bars pound you on your chest like frustrated retard