This is a song about "Yo bars wack"

These wack bars imprison me like i'm raised in a cell,

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

These wack bitches getting old

The truth shall be told

Shook ones get crooked funds for being wack

I’m that nigga in fact, paper tall as shaq

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

Yo flow is wack i just can't be cracked

Im avoiding wack bitches

Cause bitch, i'm big business

Abusing the fact my skillset confuses the wack

And i rap like a nigga who invented rap

Fuck ur wack bars u weak version of a mean person

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them