[Verse 4: J'sar]

Y’all want bars now, bars is Sar’s style
Thirst ain’t lusting broads it’s buying the bars out
'til all my n***as luxury car wheelers
We never had shit what you thought we won’t gone get it
Like J Black trying to see my passport stamped
You should support that respect I do the damn thing
Let me see your hand baby where’s your damn ring
It’s a shame n***as let you get away
Spend a day with J I can change you perspective
On every black male that you ever have dealt with
She ain’t interested fuck it let’s have sex bitch
If you don’t respect yourself I can’t respect it
Moms wanted abortion father don’t want to know his son
I was falling down hip-hop said I’m a hold you up
To the stars where I found the name J’sar
And put it on a page and started writing urban poems
Define me by the words I write

[Verse 5: Eyerone]

So they saying they want some bars now?
Shit I had em since like 0-0
No, never balled like tires but was low-pro
Never had it all but was flyer than what most know
Smoking home grown getting higher than the ozone
A toast goes to my old shit
Still better than, nothin tho, fuck it tho, I gave you medicine
I already showed y'all who I'm better than
Rappin since 13, 13 years, I'm veteran
Too much twitter dick-lickin
N***as know I'm right
Before they closed doors, there was open mics
-Wit lyrics, I'm poetry SLAMMING these n***as
Better yet Going HAM on these n***as
FUCK THAT, I'm going SPAM on these n***as
I'm on my DEEN when its with these beats
-I'm putting PORK on your fork, you bout to get these LINKS
And excuse me for being FRANK
Cuz usually what n***as think
When they see me laughing hard now
The FUCK do mean that yall want some bars NOW?