This is a song about "16 bar"

I'm pushing too hard, stacking the competition up after every bar

Maybe it's the way the played it in my hearti knew one day i gotta be a star

It's my lyrics, my music, i'm the crafter and composer bar

And if you ever renege, i’ll still give you kendrick lamar

Simple bar spitting then going home

Lets get fucked up to the bone

Tell em bitches they can get up on my level

Every bar is monumental

When i step up out the maserati car

Or party with your guys drinking bub in the bar,

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

Bar fresher than a motherfucking peppermint

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

But you insist on going bar for bar, that'd be

I worried if i'd pass that, but i raised the bar, and this time kills,

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence