This is a song about "Sixteen bars"

Been like this from the start, mad bars/

Sb nike's, with the grey box

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

Ex-convict but still behind them bars

I be spittin the bars,

The you should look up in the stars

You cant even handle 2 bars

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean

And i'm im only sixteen

Lyrical pictures, they used to have a windowless vision

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

Really though i'm lebron, really don't got my mind

Sixteen in lab cooking raps like jesus christ