This is a song about "Milky bar kid"

This the hardest shit you've heard from la this far

Or party with your guys drinking bub in the bar,

As i seenobody cares about my history

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

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

Higher than the milky way as i reside in outer space

That gyal want mi ride har

Cause i'm raising the bar

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

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

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

The hotels we staying in twelve star

Just listen to this bar,

You're in a seminar

Were the 2 it our names space bar space bar you. if you dout me

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree