This is a song about "Space bar"

And pray for better days

Overseas or outer space

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

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Keep your eyes sealed and stomach every bar

Gas women then return ‘em like a rental car

I get that work from my face

I look ahead, i see outer space

My bad, i just wanna gaze into space

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

I am only a man and i don't know what to think

Bar fresher than a motherfucking peppermint

Cause i'm raising the bar

Hope my city is not too far

Just listen to this bar,

How simple they are