This is a song about "Bar"

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

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Jump in a cab fist pump at the bar!

See, i like the person that you are

Bar fresher than a motherfucking peppermint

Cause rolling with the fake got my loved ones killed

Waiting for me to raise the bar

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Preaching to the choir though

They setting the bar low,

Don't go to far

And once you at a bar

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

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

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

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are