This is a song about "Your bars are weak"

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

I hear your vocals your giving it weak

It's obviously visible that most your bars are fictional

It’s hard when starving marcus garvey messed with malcolm little

Walk with heat cause talk is cheap

My skills they are all weak

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

Your bars are bleeding like a bitches period leak

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

Im grammatically correct your bars are tragically wrecked,

I chill now...cop a little ice later

You bitch,your bars are like shitty first grader

Your #typical bars are simpleminded, your allowing defeat

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat