This is a song about "Spit bars"

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

You said that you got a+ bars

Some harder shit, the bars i spit; compared to all these other guys

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice

If you think yuu can spit bars than your a lair

It’s not fair, the ones with the good hair

Spit a couple bars if they get a dose bet they come back

So as soon as i hear y'al on some real pro black

But i got so many bars

Ya'll had your run, don't ruin ours

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

His menace's confined in these stiff toughest #bars

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

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

I spit bars to 6th power like boron