This is a song about "When i got a bag of bars"

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Cuz im stackin the money i got a bag of that sunny

And smoke wannabe emcess like a bag of cabbage

No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch

Convenience stores being shot up just for a bag of chips

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Upon other limbs it's looking like a bag of chex mix

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

Of bars apart of doom that had sparked when i thought of you,

Its the penelty as i body bag at the end of the semesters fuck a label i don't need

Everybody's droppin' got me knockin' on heaven's doorand all my memories, of seein' brothers bleed

He knows that my bars hotter than a candle stick, people love it when i spit,

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

And mine somewhere bout mars

But i got so many bars