This is a song about "Par"

A nigga thorough, she knew it before i bought her car

So when kendrick lamar says we not up to par

Twenty-million dollar nigga, but i do it like this

Partially garbage artists depart on par with rat carcasses

Smoke that mark mcgwire strong, oakland a no basic smoke

Stay fly like a birdie, under par one stroke

The engine in back of my car

Slumdog far apart any sub par

Thought i was killing shit when my game was just at par

I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star

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

Declaration of war, lets get competitive if you think to me you're on par.

Two click-clacks and a burst in the niggas , they be scared and be running with their tears

All these other rappers to you they're no par, skill discrepancy you spitters are so scarce

The things they say went a little too far

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par