This is a song about "Zanny bars"

You're trying hard to not fuck up bars/

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

On the monkey bars, bars so sick it gave you sars

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

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

We are the hope of the culture, they supposed to listen

Bars over bars its like ima stuck in a lyrical prison,

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

I'm igniting my bars lately

Yeah, it's all natural baby

Yo man bars part number three

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Bars designed to turn back time

It’s obvious that girl you’re fine

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Reloading my bars like magazines