This is a song about "Poped bars hard fellings"

Y’all niggas ain’t no stars

And your readin my bars

Did you make your bars that great, nope, it ain't hard to tell

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well

Watching for hollow-tip shots

You said that you got a+ bars

With hot bars i hit hard- leaven your charred split scarred

See, involvin' yourself is to be a part

And mine somewhere bout mars

But i got so many bars

Cause i, am feeling this deep down in my heart

What to do with these bars, huh? y'all say lucifer's hard,

You never play with young boys cause they never private

I know these bars ain't hard, but i'm here to state the facts, shit

Im fucking talented, both in bars and hustlin hard

I want that title but they got me fighting under card