This is a song about "Spitin bars"

Bars coming nice and fast

Just lay back, get your face slapped

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

The truth is just hidden behind some bars

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Real g when i'm spitting bars

When bret hart meet brett farve

And your readin my bars

And mine somewhere bout mars

This is just a few bars

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

You're trying hard to not fuck up bars/

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

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

While im spitin these raps like saliva

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa