This is a song about "Yeah i like to spit bars"

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Hot like a cajun dish not like you lame ass pricks cuz you spit bars

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

I'm so dope i spit prisons instead of bars if

I'm so dope i spit prisons instead of bars if

That's flyer than a wrestler, you don't want to mess with

You ain't gotta screw up your face in front of the kids

Yeah i like to mess around but i don’t mess with my lyrics

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

I spit raw flames/ your bars aint sicker than mines

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

Spit nice bars in my head than lose a battle cuz i forget shit

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

I spit the sickest lyrics, yeah i've got the pinnacle lines,