This is a song about "Spitting bars"

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

Moron spitting bars behind his computer screen

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

You cant even handle 2 bars

Tho' memories fadei got your name tated on my arm

Spitting fire bars similar to flames and napalm

Spitting 'n spitting close to a tsunami

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Spitting 'n spitting close to a tsunami

Mow anybody wanna play some hockey

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

I be spittin the bars,

Spitting bars of lead, you turn them into gold

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old

Not that this ain't lucrative, but i just need your energy

Last thing they remember is me spitting these bars in their memory