This is a song about "Spit a 8 bars"

This is a rap with no rehearse, 8 bars for each verse

Yea, dc boy today i'm out the stadium with dollars

Y’all only in it for the cars

This is just a few bars

Just to make it in this broadway lights

I spit raw flames/ your bars aint sicker than mines

Hot like a cajun dish not like you lame ass pricks cuz you spit bars

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Or you can do better on some hate shit

They spit loose shit so take a sit

N ur bars shit!,so little brat quit!,,im up 2 slash ur ass with ma insights spit!,

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

My bars are bringing fans closer

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

He knows that my bars hotter than a candle stick, people love it when i spit,