This is a song about "Bar graphs"

It was low but now i raised the bar

Cause yo ass got me fiending for ya so far

Keep your eyes sealed and stomach every bar

See, i like the person that you are

See these lights got me on another level

Every bar is monumental

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

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

Simple bar spitting then going home

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

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

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Well, that's what you are

Drunken bastard from a bar

Or party with your guys drinking bub in the bar,

Weekend trippin to wherever, only heaven is far