This is a song about "Bar"

Hope my city is not too far

Cause i'm raising the bar

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

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par

It was low but now i raised the bar

'bout to get my other car

I guzzle up at the bar

She is far bizarre

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

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

U can try raising the bar but im passin the bar like a lawyer because,

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

And that i spent the night with her

I now raisie the bar higher

You get close but no cigar

And dont start it in a bar