This is a song about "U got no bars"

Coz u ain't got no use

Zero options to choose

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

Me im a vet in rap pad u a rap fad my bars

But i got so many bars

When bret hart meet brett farve

I'mma get on my zombie shit, wait, here's my carcass

Ma bars will knock u in the floor and leave u unconscious/

The jiggas and the tips

No....u cant handle these weapons!

Now u wanna fuck me...bt u haven't got that tool

I ain’t e’en tryin’, fool, ho, i ball like private school

Hat is always forest so the bitches call me gump

Your bars sound like u wrote while taking a dump