This is a song about "Shots at the bar"

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,

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Now folks at home be like zoom just hit this cat with the same bar

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Poppin' rocks when he locks a glock, shots at the moderates,

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

How's he's warning us of death with bacardi... shots at best?

And where we've come and how we still have to go really far

Or party with your guys drinking bub in the bar,

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

No more taking shots at the blacks by these racist cops,

And once you at a bar

Hope my city is not too far

Making a movie, spike work

Tweak the bar, swap the verb