This is a song about "Got bar"

People set the bar, but they're often below.

And true i’ve seen better times cause i’m getting dough

Thank you jodi and jay for my life, lord thank you for using them and

Then you got to pacing off the place seething, to the racy bar you'd since fre-quent

Your music in the car

I walk into the fuckin bar

Keep your eyes sealed and stomach every bar

We can count the stars on the hood in your father's car

Simple bar spitting then going home

Know i just call it head phone

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

Drunken bastard from a bar

I'm in my other car

The things they say went a little too far

Jump in a cab fist pump at the bar!