This is a song about "Spitin bars"

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

Stars become fiction, bars become prisms

And mine somewhere bout mars

You said that you got a+ bars

Bars coming nice and fast

They got me trapped

Cuz ignorance is bliss

Cant compose bars like this

My bars are bringing fans closer

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

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

Bars coming nice and fast

If you ever feel alone and

I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick

Cause it feels right, just spitin in the notepad and on the mic,