This is a song about "You haven t got bars"

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

Mind elevating placed in a safe haven

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

You can call me a prison, cuz i got lots of bars

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Get you to heaven's gate when you hear my bars

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

We got the shit locked, you it's up behind bars,

You don;t thin anymore

Just as you rose you will fall

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

I got more bars than fully charged cell phones

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Got so many bars im fat like homers belly