This is a song about "Spitin bars"

While im spitin these raps like saliva

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

His menace's confined in these stiff toughest #bars

That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours

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

I be spittin the bars,

On the monkey bars, bars so sick it gave you sars

Fat rhymes every time, bitch, roseanne bars

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

Dont attack me with your flopping bars,

She can make a pimp fall in love

Stars become fiction, bars become prisms

You said that you got a+ bars

Watching for hollow-tip shots

And getting money is the song i sing

60. my bars have been plastering,