This is a song about "Willy bars"

Real g when i'm spitting bars

And mine somewhere bout mars

I spit bars all around you

What preceded was the clue

You niggas is anything, my bitches get everything

What you really feeling? and how you willy healing

When bret hart meet brett farve

I be spittin the bars,

Or any type of suitable living condition listen

And escape the bars, or write your own bars in this prison,

Spitting bars like a technical machine

People don't condone what they've never seen