This is a song about "Spit bar"

Simple bar spitting then going home

Little latasha sho' grown

Every bar i spit i'm slippin in these multiple rhymes

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

It's my lyrics, my music, i'm the crafter and composer bar

And where we've come and how we still have to go really far

Bar fresher than a motherfucking peppermint

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

By bootin motherfuckers like a shootin star

Keep your eyes sealed and stomach every bar

I do not take offense he's just raising the bar

I swear, i kinda feel like she's slightly bizarre

Hope my city is not too far

Cause i'm raising the bar

Every bar is monumental

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special