This is a song about "Stupid bars"

But the kid aint stupid

That real life shit

And i'm still hurtin over pops

I be spittin the bars,

Either you're stupid or blind.

Flower bomb, can i blow up on your mind

I like my glasses full, as if my eyes is big

And drastic movement of people acting stupid

You know, work that

Stupid i can't do it

The you should look up in the stars

But i got so many bars

You stupid? there's no such thing

Comme des garcons, roam like it ain't nothing

My dick, stupid bitches

It’s official, she my misses