This is a song about "Car bar"

And dont start it in a bar

The engine in back of my car

Believe my mom still needs a new car

You get close but no cigar

Cause i'm raising the bar

Just to let you know, you are

She prayed on me passing that bar

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

And once you at a bar

Young money, d-town's all star

I walk into the fuckin bar

Hope my city is not too far

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

Down the street to the car,

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

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free