This is a song about "Bar nigga"

Well, that's what you are

So much hate in just one bar

Waiting for me to raise the bar

The things they say went a little too far

I now raisie the bar higher

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighter

People set the bar, but they're often below.

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

I do not take offense he's just raising the bar

And where we've come and how we still have to go really far

Or party with your guys drinking bub in the bar,

And my level is off, got a bigger cigar

Wearin’ my lees, i’ma bend the ply bar

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

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