This is a song about "Your bars suck"

And your bars will be a decliner

That damier bag i bought her

Dont attack me with your flopping bars,

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Your bars are nursery rhymes,kindergarten lines

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

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

Keep your heart, your will to go on, i'll keep these bars/

It took you 16 bars to say that i suck?

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

Make room for the groom married to his music

Do your only hobby you do so well, suck a dick

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

And escape the bars, or write your own bars in this prison,

Hellaway can suck my dick, his bars are no good

I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood