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

I got more bars than fully charged cell phones

Instead they talking bout some thunderstorm, cyclones

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

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

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

On the monkey bars, bars so sick it gave you sars

A, b-s-t-r-a-c-t, come in smokin' green, talk about a stupid question, you feelin' me?

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

'' you got no bars '' so your words no connection