This is a song about "Met at the bar"

And if you ever renege, i’ll still give you kendrick lamar

They judge you for your life style while they drink away their problems at the bar

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

Weekend trippin to wherever, only heaven is far

Celebrate with other dogs at the bar, and chug til ya cant no more.

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

With cash that i couldn't spend, countless carsan addict for a wife, my life, as a ghetto star

Then mourn the childs death as a tragedy years later when his face is reworked at a bar

I'm a fucking rap star

Waiting for me to raise the bar

I now raisie the bar higher

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

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,

Tweak the bar, swap the verb

Girl, i put in that work