This is a song about "Space bar"

I now raisie the bar higher

All my shit designer

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Bar fresher than a motherfucking peppermint

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

And dont start it in a bar

Ben stiller, zoolander, same face

We're running out of space,

Baby, you got that super bass

Overall, your lost in deep space,

Overseas or outer space

Lookin' at me, now they know my face

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

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy

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