This is a song about "Your bars"

Threw the sack to his lil' niggas workin the set

Dropping mind fuck bars and now your brains a wreck

Your bars are whack,uneligble for a track,step back

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

Im grammatically correct your bars are tragically wrecked,

The only difference is it comes back, full effect

Like i took out portions of your spine you want bars

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

Your bars were cheap and far from neat

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

These bars hitting like bullets and your skullys what i'm shooting up

You keep changing your rap name like you're renewing your bars

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars