This is a song about "Bar up"

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

The bar is on the ground should i put it up or something

She prayed on me passing that bar

Slumdog far apart any sub par

We're taking the bar, and hoping that we're raising it up,

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

I now raisie the bar higher

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

She is far bizarre

Cause i'm raising the bar

I'm pushing too hard, stacking the competition up after every bar

Maybe it's the way the played it in my hearti knew one day i gotta be a star

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy

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

6 o's pay for my car

And dont start it in a bar