This is a song about "Spitting bars"

I be spittin the bars,

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Spitting bars like a technical machine

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

You cant even handle 2 bars

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

Spitting verses like im spitting curses

Spitting bars of lead, you turn them into gold

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

And now that i’m getting money

Spitting venomous acidity

But i got so many bars

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

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

Real g when i'm spitting bars