This is a song about "Space bar"

Baby, you got that super bass

We're running out of space,

My bad, i just wanna gaze into space

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days

I know i've came so far

So much hate in just one bar

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

Bar fresher than a motherfucking peppermint

I walk into the fuckin bar

The hotels we staying in twelve star

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

Cause yo ass got me fiending for ya so far

Once as a slave who imagined being free

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