This is a song about "You cant spit bars diss track"

Heard the sound of several gun shots

You cant even handle 2 bars

So these are my real diss bars, now come at me cunt

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

It's been a weekend, five starrin' in her underwear

If you think yuu can spit bars than your a lair

But we’ve been going through this thang since way back

Cant wait to get back in the barn and make a track

I keep it funky with my misses, fuck these other bitches

And i got holy bars bitch, don't even try to diss this

And no matter what they do, there will never be another you

I rap sharply like i spit a tack at you i stick to the track like glue

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

I spit bars to 6th power like boron

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Getting lower than your diss track to k. brick in the battle,