This is a song about "Shit bars"

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

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

The you should look up in the stars

This is just a few bars

I ain't gotta try too hard to rip your shit bars, suck it

All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit

You said that you got a+ bars

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

And my thun thun is blueand if i pop that bitch

Monkeys be throwing shit at because your bars are garbage

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

His menace's confined in these stiff toughest #bars

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

You're trying hard to not fuck up bars/

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

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one