This is a song about "Spttin bars"

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

Bars over bars its like ima stuck in a lyrical prison,

Bitch got all them booty shots

I be spittin the bars,

My all gold rolly or the

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

And escape the bars, or write your own bars in this prison,

Where people run on the scene and people don't see your vision

You cant even handle 2 bars

When bret hart meet brett farve

Yeah, tell me about the love of ours

Real g when i'm spitting bars

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

Been like this from the start, mad bars/

As much as i wanna leave

Reloading my bars like magazines