This is a song about "Your bars are shit"

I ain't clinical but your minimal syllable bars are not fixable

I'm despicable, invisible to your visible visual,

Your #typical bars are simpleminded, your allowing defeat

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate

If you say my scripts are shit, bitch you dont know your shit

If you say my scripts are shit, bitch you dont know your shit

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

Majors misbehaving i'mma have to take it digital

It's obviously visible that most your bars are fictional

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag

I wish that you could walk that talk but your bars are wack

Fuck 2dopeboyz and nahright, shout out to hype track

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

When bret hart meet brett farve

And your readin my bars