This is a song about "Sixteen bars"

Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick

These bars just got foes tagged these bars hurt call the medic

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

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

When bret hart meet brett farve

Been like this from the start, mad bars/

The other is sixteen months and don't understand what i've done

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Causing so much trouble when i was sixteen , my mother was patient noone could ever

Sixteen years old with a old thang

It's the wolf gang, golf wang

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

This verse was a message to my sixteen year old self

To get ourselves up out that dream, no i’s in team

Without a doubt, i was only sixteen