This is a song about "These fiery bars"

So these are my real diss bars, now come at me cunt

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

They burn on every block

These bars but there all og

Working out 9 to 5 keeping them babies fly

So, i give these rappers bars, like the remy mensing guy

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

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

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Writing bars down in these columns

His menace's confined in these stiff toughest #bars

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

Blalalahhh is all i see when you wrote these lame bars

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

These bars just got foes tagged these bars hurt call the medic

Henny got me spinnin like a fuc*in hurricane kick