This is a song about "Bar graphs"

So much hate in just one bar

She is far bizarre

You know...you know who you are

Waiting for me to raise the bar

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

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

I walk into the fuckin bar

She prayed on me passing that bar

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Jump in a cab fist pump at the bar!

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

U can try raising the bar but im passin the bar like a lawyer because,

Keep your eyes sealed and stomach every bar

Still knock them out the park like a fucking tow car