This is a song about "Snickers bars"

We all dream one day we be kings and queens

Reloading my bars like magazines

But i got so many bars

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

You cant even handle 2 bars

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

You're trying hard to not fuck up bars/

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

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

Overseas, i can put you on my dream team

Bars doper than sniffing solid methamphetamine

Sb nike's, with the grey box

This is just a few bars