This is a song about "Space bar"

You know...you know who you are

I walk into the fuckin bar

Bar fresher than a motherfucking peppermint

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

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

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

I guzzle up at the bar

She is far bizarre

Ay yo you wonder who i are

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

And then along came the wrong man for her

I now raisie the bar higher

Hope my city is not too far

And dont start it in a bar