This is a song about "Bar mizvah"

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

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

Bad bitches never loved them though

They setting the bar low,

By bootin motherfuckers like a shootin star

Keep your eyes sealed and stomach every bar

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Bar fresher than a motherfucking peppermint

Your music in the car

Waiting for me to raise the bar

Ambitious girl, your drive, drives me crazy

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

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

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

New heights i set the bar highly

You a lady boss, now you fly free