This is a song about "Your behind bars"

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

Your #typical bars are simpleminded, your allowing defeat

You gone make me flip then split your shit

Behind bars i sit, in my room i sit

Third ward general, young cash money

You behind your back you'll be

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

Fathers who have left leaving mothers or behind bars,

We self-made but never is an i on the team

Moron spitting bars behind his computer screen

Y’all niggas ain’t no stars

And your readin my bars

You behind your back you'll be

We might be back in this baby

You got your crew behind you

It's jungle when the niggas in zoo