This is a song about "Sick bars"

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

I never wore a kufi, ignore my religion

Killing these niggas off quick

I think nova scotias sick

Small, but you talkin' big

Emcees raps made me sick.

I give bitches dick and leave

Sick twisted fantasies

You gotta breathe and be at ease

Sick twisted fantasies

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

His menace's confined in these stiff toughest #bars

Sick twisted fantasies

I'm sharper than shark teeth

You said that you got a+ bars

Heard the sound of several gun shots