This is a song about "Bar rapping"

And once you at a bar

The engine in back of my car

Cause rolling with the fake got my loved ones killed

Bar fresher than a motherfucking peppermint

What you're lacking is good rapping/

I love the way you're standing

You know...you know who you are

So much hate in just one bar

My pen sparks the benchmark i fench off tar

She prayed on me passing that bar

See, i like the person that you are

Jump in a cab fist pump at the bar!

And could i be a star

Waiting for me to raise the bar

Let me attract your attention that you're ''singing'' not rapping, not rapping

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing