This is a song about "Klondike bar"

The things they say went a little too far

It was low but now i raised the bar

She prayed on me passing that bar

I'm a fucking rap star

Just listen to this bar,

Just to let you know, you are

I miss you at my recent show

They setting the bar low,

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

Hope my city is not too far

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Bar fresher than a motherfucking peppermint

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

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

I guzzle up at the bar

I'm in my other car