This is a song about "Bar bar"

The underdog of the underground has come far

Keep your eyes sealed and stomach every bar

If there’s a shining star

So much hate in just one bar

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

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

You know...you know who you are

And once you at a bar

Jump in a cab fist pump at the bar!

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

With the goons i spar

Drunken bastard from a bar

Cause yo ass got me fiending for ya so far

Wearin’ my lees, i’ma bend the ply bar

I do not take offense he's just raising the bar

We can count the stars on the hood in your father's car