This is a song about "Bar crawl"

The engine in back of my car

Waiting for me to raise the bar

We came.. way too far pretty baby

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

Hope my city is not too far

And once you at a bar

Keep your eyes sealed and stomach every bar

The underdog of the underground has come far

Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall

There's stories i could tell ya that would make spines crawl,

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

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

You know...you know who you are

Cause i'm raising the bar

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

Bar fresher than a motherfucking peppermint