This is a song about "Str8 bars"

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

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

You're trying hard to not fuck up bars/

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

These bars but there all og

Only real niggas stay on top

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

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

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

Lucky seven probably poppa

And all the shit you went through

I spit bars all around you

You cant even handle 2 bars

Jordan 4 seated floorside sitting with mars