This is a song about "Snicker bar"

Or party with your guys drinking bub in the bar,

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

Cause i'm raising the bar

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

I get my paper, y'all just hate

Snicker snack, vorpal blade

Drunken bastard from a bar

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par

Slumdog far apart any sub par

She prayed on me passing that bar

Malia family, we the family

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

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

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty

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

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see