This is a song about "Bar crawl"

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

It ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

I get excited n all when you make me cry n crawl

She prayed on me passing that bar

Hope my city is not too far

You heard i was in jail, well i just came from the mall

It's about dismissin' a system that tricks you all to crawl

Waiting for me to raise the bar

Young money, d-town's all star

Undefeated gs and a t-shirt and my leaders hat

Suddenly i felt something crawl onto my lap

Keep your eyes sealed and stomach every bar

The hotels we staying in twelve star

Crawl and avoid the sprawl

Didn't do a thing at all