This is a song about "Nutrition bars"

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

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Dont attack me with your flopping bars,

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

Miami nights, made a couple grand

My bars are hard 'n' fast

Writing bars down in these columns

Good kids make bad grown ups

You said that you got a+ bars

Y’all niggas ain’t no stars

You cant even handle 2 bars

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

Bars designed to turn back time

Westside, bitch i run mine

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

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one