This is a song about "Time behind bars"

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

Stayed behind the bars of the prison, farthest from cars n' the women insane at best

My driver's out of this world, you playing bumper cars

I'll never break or fold, i'll never end up celled behind bars,

Bars designed to turn back time

Doctor said i was fine

Audemars that's losing time, hidden behind all these big rocks

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

That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours

Fathers who have left leaving mothers or behind bars,

Enough bars, so i don't end up behind em

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

In that aston martin on these niggas, game time

Spent enough time writing these bars of mine

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars

I'll never break or fold, i'll never end up celled behind bars,