This is a song about "Spit bars"

I spit raw flames/ your bars aint sicker than mines

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

Y’all only in it for the cars

But i got so many bars

Boy stick to your day job, said you was hot? well, they lied

You can't even spit bars so i'll end this shit tonight

Real g when i'm spitting bars

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

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

I’m pitchin bitches thats dreamin’ thinking i'm trickin’ chicken

But real freaky in tha darkplus i got some enemies, baby

When i spit the bars my nigga i feel the energy, the inner me,

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

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