This is a song about "Got bar"

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

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

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

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

And could i be a star

Waiting for me to raise the bar

Bar fresher than a motherfucking peppermint

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

Drunken bastard from a bar

That gal want me ride har

Every bar is monumental

Tell em bitches they can get up on my level

Jump in a cab fist pump at the bar!

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

It's my lyrics, my music, i'm the crafter and composer bar

Ya see all we got is tonight and i ain't tryna see that far