This is a song about "No bars"

On the monkey bars, bars so sick it gave you sars

Trying to say goodbye to the glamorous chains and cars

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

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

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

You cant even handle 2 bars

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

The truth is just hidden behind some bars

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

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part

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

Earl boykins i 'm hearing voices i try and listen

You're trying hard to not fuck up bars/

Yeah, tell me about the love of ours

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

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