This is a song about "Nutty bars"

Dont attack me with your flopping bars,

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

60. my bars have been plastering,

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

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

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

Nutty as a nut cake thinks he is goody two shoes

Spitting bars like a technical machine

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

Bars designed to turn back time

Talk shit, take a stand in the same rhyme

But i got so many bars

So she kisses the stars

Bars coming nice and fast

Scrilla fan, oh boy and