This is a song about "Your basic bars"

Your #typical bars are simpleminded, your allowing defeat

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

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

Oh? well you like the sun, then your basic

And my momma keep smoking that shit

I know your raps are basic

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Dont attack me with your flopping bars,

Best foot forward, holla at your boy

Your bars may flow but mine destroy

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

Like i took out portions of your spine you want bars

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

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops