This is a song about "Your bars suck"

Fascinated her, discriminated school boy

Your bars may flow but mine destroy

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

Hellaway can suck my dick, his bars are no good

Im grammatically correct your bars are tragically wrecked,

Its somethin they never get, but fuck it i represent

Your bars were cheap and far from neat

What do i really need

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

You suck like a hoover, i'm here to end your term, sir

Like i took out portions of your spine you want bars

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

You suck on your daddys meat meat

The revolution will proceed

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

Dependent on if it's hatred or an objective opinion