This is a song about "Spittin bars"

And there's little to be glad for

'cause i'm spittin' hot fire,

And essentially what im spittin is

Press, they look at me like i'm a menace

Spraying bullets when spittin phrases

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Im drowning down, i couldn't dodge the wave

Spittin' hard than hammer and nails,

We gonna rise up against the best spittin verses and bars til we run out of breath.

Pass it down and still remain king,im amazing and they not even grazing us

I'm spittin on these bars an from you i aint heard a sound

Girl you’re gonna want another round, another round